Fairy Tale

Bascially a comparison of my life to the appearance of a fairy statue.

One upon a time, you gave me a fairy

She was beautiful and pale, holding her knee

With a flower in her hands

As she stared back at me

 

Well one day, I found that fairy

As she lied there on the floor

I picked her up her broken wings

And sat her down once more

 

Now today I found her

Lying on the desk

And realise her feet

Lay under where she rest

 

Now I know this must sound crazy

But it is quite the chance

That around the time she lost her wings

That mine began to free lance

 

Fallen from grace as an angel

My friends are there no more

No longer do I see them

Hanging around the door

 

Now she lost her feet

And my life’s path has gone astray

The ground is not beneath me

For now I’ve got to pay

 

Author's Note

Fun Fact - I actually have the fairy statue here with me on my desk.
I would like feedback on how you, the reader, thinks about my poem. Anything I should try to do or am doing alright.

Reviews

[Craliogen]

Wow! This is really excellent! The only recommendation I'll make is that the meter on certain lines is off, not that it would make much of a difference. I'm a bit curious if the poem is based on the actual fairy statue you have, and you're doing fine!

[Kaitlyn]

I love the poem the way it is. It's really good! :)