A fairy sitting
among the wood sorrel.
Pale purple flowers
grow under the trees.
It's shady as she
watches a squirrel
dash through the sorrel
making a breeze.
I'm still imagining what it would be like to have a pocket fairy. I could send her off to do errands for me. To find things out for me, to check on my friends. If you had a small fairy what would you do with him or her? Can you write a poem about that? Have fun with your imagination.
Very nice, Joy. I like the rhythm and rhyme :-)
ReplyDeleteYou made my day. Thank you for the compliment, Tabatha.
DeleteOxalis is common in my area. I'm visualizing this scene in a spot in my yard. I love the idea of a pocket fairy. I hope she finds a home in book by Joy Acey!
ReplyDeleteMaybe it should be a pocket pixie for alliteration.
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