I found this poem that I had written when I was in high school. I thought it was cute, and being how I have a couple goals about writing things and getting published, I thought I would post it up here. I realize that this isn't going to be published, but it's heading in the right direction.
Untitled Poem
Fall '02 
I sit gently upon the grass
 
 pondering.
 
 Watching the brown and red leaves
 
 drift gently to the ground.
 
 The surrounding forest offers
 
 a splendid array of trees to
 
 shed their summer clothes around me.
 
 Are there faeries guiding
 
 each and every falling leaf?
 
 I catch a glimpse of a leg
 
 and hear a soft giggle.
 
 The flutter of a wing,
 
 a soft whisper;
 
 I believe that faeries
 
 truly do exist.
 
 Is that their elixir?
 
 Does faith feed them on
 
 just as disbelief kills?
 
 A gold leaf with blood red veins
 
 lands gently on my outstretched hand
 
 and floats away
 
 inviting me to follow it.
 
 I rise and stroll down the path
 
 leading into the darkness of the trees.
 
 Soft fae music seems to
 
 come from the trees
 
 as I walk among them
 
 inviting the sprites to come and join me
 
 in a dance of joy and life.
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