Fairytale

For her, the world is one big storybook, filled with tales galore.
A big happy ending waiting for all of us at the end of the road.
I know that is not the case.
Rows of machinery laid out over the fields of green.
You no longer see the pretty flowers or the animals prancing.
The world we are living in, is not that great.
A fairytale is not what this is. But I wish it was.
Lying in the field of green, where finding a flower is not so difficult.
Everything in our world is not like a fairytale, but it sure be nice.