Poems for Friday: Fairy Story

I'm about to head out into the wilds for the holiday, but I'll leave you with these perfect parting words from Robert Penn Warren.

Hunt, hunt again. If you don't find it, you

Will die. But I tell you this much: it

Is not under the stone at the foot

Of the garden or by the wall by the fig tree

I tell you this much to save you trouble, for I 

Have looked. I know. Hurry, for

 

The terror is, all promises are kept

 

Even happiness.