Edge of Summer
On the edge of summer
When cherry blossoms bloom
They make sad faces smile
Pink bewitching flower
With power to beguile.
On the edge of summer
Green hedgerows growing spry
Woodbine’s singular spell
Sparks hawthorn harmony
''tis place where fairies dwell.
On the edge of summer
White brimstone butterfly
Dog rose grows fancy-free
Forget-me-knots flutter
An early bee I see.
On the edge of summer
Hedgerow is a busy place
Enthralled by this small sphere
World of innate wonder
Spellbinding every year.
Hawthorn grows abundantly in Ireland and is considered the fairy tree in Celtic mythology.
Pixabay Image by congerdesign
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