A Cottage There By the Willows
By the willows,
where the sun shone gazing,
streaming through arbors hazed,
And apple-cider scents were fermenting,
by a pasture where the tree-people play ----
sits a cottage by the bay
Where the willows weep long to seeking love,
and sway they through will-o-wisps above,
Every evening the mountains moan with mists,
with rainbows upon their darkling tips;
polka-dot rocks along the path....
and always butterfly's about the saplings,
red earth rich from summer moons....
(a cottage there by the willows)
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