Eternal Youth
by Thomas R.
The faeries promised eternal youth
He traded for it all he had.
They did their part, their word was truth.
He didn’t know it could go bad.
For he received a child’s form
That of an eight- or nine-year old
Never again to live the norm
An adult stuck in childhood’s fold.
Centuries and millennia passed
While he lived like a too-young lad.
Never having a friendship last
He dreamed of revenge that might be had.
Some day the faeries will forget
What bargain he agreed to.
He’ll take it back and they’ll pay yet
For this innocent child next door to you.
Copyright © 2005 by Thomas R.
