Dragons, demons, dark lands,
Elves, fairies and gnomes.
I see them in the forest,
And it feels just like home.
Spells cast all around me.
Sparks, around they fly.
I climb up to my favourite tree,
And watch it from up high.
It's fascinating really,
How all this can go on:
Hiding in my garden,
Where i'm the only one.
My mom? i'd never tell her,
She never would believe;
If i said 'look, a fairie',
She'd turn around and leave.
So i'll keep them a secret,
Something i can know,
That no-one else intrudes in.
This is mine alone.