Green Fairy In the Glass
Green fairy
enters my glass.
Just like an emerald I see
with style and class.
In the light of the moon
with sugar in the spoon,
droplets run down the side.
They have nothing to hide.
Anticipation holds me.
You are worth the wait.
Pouring freely,
when sweet, you taste great.
Copyright © Robert Pettit | Year Posted 2012
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