Andras

 

Andras, mysterious and free,

Wandered through the forest green,

With a smile and a song to sing,

He played his flute in the midsummer breeze.

He danced with the fairies and made them laugh,

While the trees whispered secrets in his ear,

And the flowers bloomed with joy and cheer,

For Andras was a friend to all who passed.

In the moonlight, he'd rest upon the ground,

And tell the stars of his adventures found,

And they would smile and twinkle bright,

For Andras, the traveler, was their delight.

So if you ever find yourself lost in the woods,

Listen for the faint melodic tunes,

And follow the music until you find,

The whimsical Andras, one of a kind.