A Little Person's Garden View
A Little Person's Garden View
As a wee person, my imagination runs free,
I peek through the window, many pixies I see,
Spreading dust, like the dew from the trees,
While fairies fly high and the flowers party!
The gnomes are standing so tall and still,
Between the Hostas, Iris, and the Daffodils,
With bright sunshine beaming, from hill to hill,
I would like to be outside, twirling like a windmill!
Written: 6/27/16 ©
Submitted for Contest: Little People
Sponsored By: Shadow Hamilton
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