The Spell
Sit a spell young fellow
Hear the whisper of the Dahlia?
She sings in the summer breeze
While protracted sounds of fallow symbiosis
Whine between your ears
What appears by nature randomized
Preselected for your eyes
Hailed to halt the wanderer
You falling into wonder pale
Copyright © Fred Jagenberg | Year Posted 2020
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