The Fae Poem by Ellen Mckinnon

Ever felt a hand on your sholder but there was nothing there to see,
There could be many lies you tell yourself, but only think It could be,
Only the Fae can touch a mortal, be seen without being seen,
They Fae like to play, to trick though they can not lie, their truth is just as mean,
Have you ever seen an Autum leaf, dancing with no wind
Is most likely a Fae dance, tempting and beauitful, looking for mortals to find,
Will you join the fae? In their dance? Just one night, one day, you shall have to stay