As silver laughter sounds so bright
Carried through the air
The world will turn as one tonight
It spins without a care
For 'tis the night for tricks and treats
A night for having fun
Where faeries dance their magic rests
For many months to come
And if you search both high and low
Perhaps you may just find
Both magical and mystical
A faerie ring, that lies
Half hid beneath the autumn trees
That shiver through the night
Remember now, you must not speak
A word about that sight
April
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