Hush My Dear

miniature forest lands abound

flights held in imagination
fairyville sanctuary
an old Irish story to spin
a wee song to sing
dancing music and laughter
there where the moss fern grows
only from the northlands
welcomed guests delight in song
a lovely song of joy
a melody in rhyme and time
sung just for you
hush my dear
and you too will hear
the hills calling for you

1 thought on “Hush My Dear”

  1. truly beautiful standing in your forest of words is so luscious green peaceful then the bird song and faeries flight before my eyes in poetry love the visuals and feeling this poem has given me b x:))))


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