Dear Faerhaven
Ode to what never was...
Of Faerhaven I do attest
Where weary souls may find their rest
And those who tarry near Her gate
Shall find all troubles soon abate
For they who tend such hallow’d ground
Have ne’er the strength to see a frown
Three there are but may yet be more
Who knows who Fate shall show their door
Please take this rhyme of affirmation
And think you fondly of dear Faerhaven
Written in August of 2020, a ditty to bless the house of someone else.
