"in a distant corner beyond this earth"

written for my writer's workshop class... an experiment in the shakespearean sonnet

In a distant corner beyond this earth,                                                 

Away, past hills and over oceans,

There lies the hidden faerie kingdom – its worth

And splendid colors veiled to mortal men.

Petite inhabitants with silver wings

Do flutter as gracefully as bumblebees.

Always surrounded by the smells of spring,

Their eyes are filled with youth and purity.

Their minstrels are the cricket and the lark.

Their food, fresh blades of grass and sweet dewdrops.

Their faerie dwellings built with stripped birch bark

And roofs with acorn chimneys perched atop.

But even when viewing such lovliness,

To stay with friends is what I’d like the best.