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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required The Faeries Are Still Outside Trying to cheer a garden up from the clay, But the crabgrass won’t part And the trees are snickering At the art- Less way the faeries Sway while chanting, Casting their spells— Such an untalented group! Out of tune, with Too often the lyric, “wha’ ta’ we all do?” Stuck in a measureless breath And beyond any rhyming lure to The sprouts for any wanting to grow! Wise, the trees lean, whining, Slow whispers that, “ The faeries should go! Back to their wizards For more lessons in garden growth. “ The aged trees are exasperated; after all, There’s little more to it Than spreading the Spell of encouragement, because The sun and earth are already there prepared For the growing… So the trees advise, “Raise ye’ stems around us trees. We’ll keep the winds From blowin’ ye’ over! And keep the sun from Parching your leaves. We’ll sing lullabies to the herbs, “Hush a-bye lurra lu, Rest now your intake of green. Be doodle-ye-do get ye’ ready For droplets of dew Diddle-eye-done Dew comes after your dreams Along with the rise up of the sun.” Then the trees applauded Among themselves, promising That as soon as The garden grew a bit, The trees would tell all those little plants Just how Spirit Lives inside their stems, their flowers and leaves, Where the spells of the faeries cannot reside…but, “Deed le-dee see la so sigh.” Fine, Let the spells be sung. “‘Tis a task the faeries prize,” and who knows if it won’t Help the clay to crack, “Fiddle diddle perhaps a fact!” ——————————————- (C) sally young Eslinger 9/30/21 Thanks be to God
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