A Hidden Place
In the calm and quiet forest deep
Where bonny fairies go to sleep
The stream runs so clear and sweet
Rippling where rock and water meet
Sunshine peaks through the green bower
Gilding the leaves in the waning hours
Tiny silver fish dart here and there
Music of the bees is everywhere
The day was perfect in this hidden place
In every corner nature's lovely face
Barbara Gorelick 6/2/11
For the Rippling Stream contest
Copyright © Barbara Gorelick | Year Posted 2011
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