Addline: A Faery Sits Here at All poetry

Scarlett	Among the tattered leaves And singing brook Sits a faery Counting the blue-spotted Mushrooms She has picked
SecretWispers	Humming a wordless tune In her sweet voice A voice with the power To enchant all who hear it Yet with her simple innocence She would not think it
SweetSurrender	Holding time in an ageless hand She counts the dew upon the roses Her feet touches every imperfection Of this quiet earth And brings forth joyous life
NightsWing	Flowing like the wind A blanket of velvet A pure, golden radiance Her hair an essence of grace
mustafalies	Long and fragile her wings spread out A bit of light catches color from An almost transparent wing, glittering and Graceful and swift as the breeze She takes to the sky
SweetSurrender	Sunset on her back She touches every passing cloud The world she embraces in loving arms Gentle faery of Summer's Grove
Poetryality	Fluttering on the chords of the winds She sings song that faery's sing She is the bright lookout for love That only the faery can bring
Angelaturbosmum	Hair, the colour of ripened corn Kissed by the early Autumn sun Floats in the breeze as she flies around