tales of faeries — Summary

do you remember? we'd play in the dirt; roll around in it good your hair in your eyes, and we'd have a great time but we met among the lowers our little Secret Garden all rosy and red and blue and pretty and we'd laugh and read stories and cuddle and hug we'd kiss; my most favourite part i'd dress up and you'd stick a mustache i'd stumble and you'd catch me but i'd sometimes save you too. i know you'd always stay and i will forever too. so in the Secret Garden we'll play hide and seek and maybe pretend to be children for a little while longer.

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Tania Rain's poem is a warm, wistful look back at a close relationship, spoken straight to someone the speaker loves. It opens with "do you remember?" and then lists small, happy memories: rolling in the dirt, laughing over stories, hugging, kissing, dressing up in silly costumes. The kisses are called the speaker's "most favourite part," which gives the poem a sweet, childlike honesty.

The Secret Garden, with its "rosy and red and blue and pretty" flowers, feels like a private world just for the two of them. The speaker describes the relationship as one of mutual care: "i'd stumble and you'd catch me / but i'd sometimes save you too."

The ending looks forward rather than back. The speaker promises to stay forever and imagines playing hide and seek, pretending to be children "for a little while longer." The mood is tender, playful and a little bittersweet, as if the speaker knows childhood is slipping away and wants to hold on to it.

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