Fair of face,
Full of grace,
She glides like Swan
On water.

Her secret soul
You'll never know
But mind,
Her soul is tender.

Elusive Charm,
Moonlight calm,
In this,
She hides
Her Embers.

A mind that knows
A thousand things,
Compelling
listening to.

Sweet,bright,
Celtic Light,
What should we do
Without Her?

For She has faeries
In her hair
and Magic
all about Her.