The meadow’s buzzing,
Grasses jousting
Like a knights’ tournament,
Buttercups proudly
Shaking like fair
Maid’s bonnets,
Dandelion seeds
Dispersing in
Southerly
Breezes like
Sprinkles of fairy
Kisses.
Daisy charms
Adorn children
Whose footsteps
Tread, releasing
Sweet honey aromas,
Their giggles
Heard from dusk
Till dawn on
Midsummer eve.
Fawns leap
And elves weep
For joy as
The Fairy Queen
Is crowned in the
Toadstool ring.
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You probably get tired of me saying this but you’re the real deal!!! This is so beautiful. Really captures the mood.
No I never get tired, I really appreciate your comments and delighted that my blog gives you so much pleasure.