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Secret Dell

Emerald green throughout the scene, I’m trapped within the stone, Every hue of aquamarine and bottle green The colours of things that grow. Dappled sunlight filters through, Light shafts that drift and float Highlighting the greens of every hue Picking out every dusty mote My carpet is of mossy grass soft Like a wave of soft green feathers In my little green hidden croft I sleep lightly in the heathers The trees of green are old and strong, Their mighty branches like a roof Limbs so thick you can walk along The leaves so big they’re rain proof When summer comes the flowers bloom With every conceivable shade In my home, there are flowers in every room Deep in my green, green glade Into my secret dell you cannot come, Because it was made only for me It is created by a person so gleesome It’s what my imagination will let me see

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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