Ruis The Elder - Autumn Prompt 5 - Part 2

One of 20 modules of 'Ogham Prompts' (formerly ‘Journaling Nature Folklore’)

My Ruis The Elder Poem

A travelling poet called George Burrow
Told me things about Elder I could borrow; 
Such as, it holds a witch within its bark,
Always a lovely witch who haunts the dark.

I'll tell ye a tale of love for a mortal maid.
She said her bed was what the faeries had made;
But a fae's omen is always woven into all they make;
But as a young …