Dreamy
in dreams, I once heard lovely songs
bell-like in tone, they softly pleased.
I thought they didn't quite belong;
perhaps t'was only summer's breeze
combing tall grass, kissing new leaves.
I opened blinds and, all askew,
were tiny faeries spritzing dew.
Among them smiled green leprechauns,
tiny creatures in rainbow hues.
In dreams, I search--like wind they've gone.
Copyright © Ann Peck | Year Posted 2022
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