The fields of gold
Sway in the breeze
Forests of green
Inhabited by fairies
The woodland creatures bow
Before the fairies and the trees
Who always did provide
The food,the way,the means
All did bow in homage
To the ones who rode the breeze
Fire breathing flyers
Did never burn their trees
Ominous full of mystery
These giants who fire did they breathe
Were once as plentiful as the trees
Now only do they live on
In history and in dreams
I was listening to a song I like by "Rush" and came up with this, hope you like it.
P.S.
Definitely out of the ordinary for me.