BENEATH THE ACACIA PLUM
Tuesday, 8. July 2008, 02:36:43
BENEATH THE ACACIA PLUM
The air dark and still
beyond the grasp of dusk
lies the mysteries of the evening
of imagination running wild
Children with their sparklers
shining in the night
looking for the fairies
the wonders within a child
Amidst the gardens foilage
hidden under gardens leaves
is the home of the fairy
wherein lies the mythical
glimpses of fairy dust
reaching out to the innocent
revealing fairy secrets
and the love of the whimsical
Maree Long
(c) Maree Long 2008
Dedicated to my niecies and nephews
who spent a lovely evening with me toasting marshmellows
under a dark sky and acacia plum lit with fairy lights
as they searched for the fairy of my childhood in hope
of an encounter. And surely enough one was sprinkled with fairy
dust on his hand so much so his hand started to fall asleep...
The air dark and still
beyond the grasp of dusk
lies the mysteries of the evening
of imagination running wild
Children with their sparklers
shining in the night
looking for the fairies
the wonders within a child
Amidst the gardens foilage
hidden under gardens leaves
is the home of the fairy
wherein lies the mythical
glimpses of fairy dust
reaching out to the innocent
revealing fairy secrets
and the love of the whimsical
Maree Long
(c) Maree Long 2008
Dedicated to my niecies and nephews
who spent a lovely evening with me toasting marshmellows
under a dark sky and acacia plum lit with fairy lights
as they searched for the fairy of my childhood in hope
of an encounter. And surely enough one was sprinkled with fairy
dust on his hand so much so his hand started to fall asleep...
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