"Make Believe"

As a child, I wished on shining stars
And searched for faeries under every stone
And looked for rainbows touching golden bars
Beasts under my bed scared me when alone
But none of my old wishes would come true
And faeries hid themselves too cleverly
And glimmering pots of gold I did eschew
The closet monsters hidden indef'ly
My own naïve desires were so futile
My pixie games were filled with senselessness
And leprechaun tricks now so mythical
The hidden monsters turned to uselessness
-----I realize fairytales do ev'r exist
-----And wishes come true if only I persist