Tales From the Forest
Some sleeping pansy fairy dust
and orange rinds (they are a must)
A twinkle past the sky-lit moon
and tear drops from the month of June
Flower petals crushed and scattered
flecked upon the silver water
Then there's you - the violet's daughter
In disguise you're all that matters
Whisper vines and lady lace
the whitest flower's sad disgrace
A present for the truffle tree
reminded you, that day, of me.
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