Gossamer Hair Meets Gossamer Wings
True love? In a forest where the wildflowers bloom, Beneath the stars and silver moon, Tinkerbell danced with wings aglow, While Rapunzel watched, her heart in tow. Golden hair like rivers bright, Tangled dreams beneath the night. Tink’s soft laughter, light as air, Brushed against Rapunzel’s ear. “Come with me,” the fairy sighed, “To where the skies are open wide.” But roots ran deep beneath her feet, And towers high are hard to be...