Tuatha De Danann
She heals the trees, Goddess Danu,
she is the keeper of Spring.
She’s been seen by very few,
regenerating plant beings.
Oh, the power she possesses,
this goddess of Ireland.
Banished once, to woodsy recesses,
she along with her clan.
With her to guard and guide,
the woods will not be barren.
Misunderstood, she’ll want to hide,
among leaves Van Dyke orange and crimson.
Look for her, not, this elusive fey,
for she must do her duty.
Go about your business and stay away,
leave her to enhance the woods beauty.
Copyright © M. L. Kiser | Year Posted 2019
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