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This poem came to me when i was in the woods behind my house, i hope that you like it

Submitted:Jun 6, 2009    Reads: 132    Comments: 5    Likes: 4   

She skips quietly among the leaves

Whispers poetically to the elderly trees

Her dress the wonderful natures green

Upon her head the crown of a Queen

Spreading her magic for natures pride

She spreads her wings and up she glides

Skilfully weaving her magic from the sky

Watches the flowers suddenly open their eyes

Ill treated trees and broken branches

With a flick of her fingers her magic heals and dances

Dawn is breaking, the sun will soon rise

The Queen's job is now done so away she flies

From behind you see a trail of green dust

That belonged to a fairy all could trust

And that fairy's wings have only one name

The Wings of Nature carry her fame

Danielle Jade - Gadzookziie Spice 99

May 28th 2009


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