Stay

The rolling hills, the air,

The silver moon peering

Into the night to stare

At the things you’re thinking.

Don’t worry to stay late,

For your secret is safe.

Fairies playing behind

The thick and sparkling bush,

Their laughter calm and kind.

The leaves aside you push.

How they make it sparkle,

But you should never tell.

Of this world, of these things,

Though you know these feelings,

And you have seen their wings.

For all of these are meant

Only for you alone.

Never ever get bent

On letting everyone know;

They won’t care anyway,
So just be here and stay.