Fairy Tales

I don’t believe in
There are no heroes
No snorting stallions
No sunsets, no capes
There is life
There is love, if you’re
one of the lucky ones-
There is that one person
Whose voice is
Utterly familiar
The first time you hear it
Who you know
Inside and out, yet
Never get enough of
And if you’re really
You might be the same for them-
But ever after is for
Fairy tales
The only royalty
Riding here
Is an imaginary friend
To toast to the end.


Echoes on the Stairs Copyright © 2015 by Felicity Johns. All Rights Reserved.


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