Monsters, Giants, Fairies.

Somewhere in my fantasy, there are only good things to see.

In a place,

Known as 'Far and wee'

There lived monsters, giants, fairies and me.

 

Where the grass is truly green,

And the sky, truly blue,

The creatures there are far too keen.

 

Trees have pink leaves,

Glowing neon vines,

White flags fly among the lines.

 

A place of no war,

No hell,

Just haven,

In this place, not a creature is craven.

 

The air there smells of life,

Not of smoke, filth and strife.

 

Then again,

Every now and then,

The monsters come by night and day

And steal some of the goodness here away.

Author's Note

Done in English class.

Reviews

[Acropolix]

Typo: 'filth'
I hope to travel to this 'somewhere' one day and see the monsters that are brave or stupid enough to come to this land. I would say let them come, and let them steal. So that all lands will be filled with this goodness and evil will be defeated.

[crystallized illusions]

This is one of the best reviews I've read on any of my pieces *-* Thank you so much. (Thanks for letting me know about the typo, also!)