by Michelle Krumpe

Nestled ’neath a bush so snug and warm
Waiting for the light of day
The little snapdragons sit forlorn
While the fairies with the roses play
She wishes she could fly like them
So free and full of light
She watches as their glow comes near
But then it’s gone, and out of sight

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Poem Copyright © 2006 by Michelle Krumpe


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