Fairy Place Glen
Where sparking moss hides these loving
magical creatures,
Who come out and sit giggling on
your pen.
They swim and play in the green
sweet river, Spring being their delectable
their time of year.
Bringing you joyous thoughts on
translucent, rainbow wings.
They gather around poets with spiritual,
ebullient attitudes.
If you have a fun fairy friend, then do
a dance of the most blessed gratitude!
4- 4-2022
Copyright © Panagiota Romios | Year Posted 2022
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