A Little Ode To Færies

though winter’s burned the gold away
between new snowdrops faeries play
their eternal games until the spring
for busy are these elfin folk
their task as always to invoke
the spirit of their love in everything
singing joys across the hours
bringing forth the crocus flowers
painting crowns upon the daffodils
for without their magic ways
we’d be cursed to darker days
so bless-ed be the hope that they instill

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