I asked,
If we were both hanging off a cliff who would you save?
You didn't reply fast enough before I said,
"Dont matter anyways I'd save you from the decision and release my grip instead"

But maybe I would just save myself,
From watching you make the decision,
I know that will be made.

I thought I saw a fairy fly,
Out my window in the sun,
A glitter, a flit, caught my eye,
Quick to my door I gave a run,
I think I heard a laughing sprite,
As the wind so softly blew,
The morning sun was shining bright,
With promises and magic too,
I’m sure I spied the little elf,
Lounging in a daffodil,
Happily there all by herself,
I think that she may be there still.

JDoyle