Misty-Blue Meets Spring
Brushing past the long, brown grass
Looking at the sky
Walks dreamy fairy Misty-Blue
Rushing to see why
The hedges close and dark and cold
Have all begun to sigh
With wakefulness and life and hope
Now Winter has gone by.
She dashes past the crocus
Gazing at the sun,
She hides under the daffodil
And sees the pretty one -
The little tree of pink and brown
Where blossoms stretch their wings
And beneath this shadowed sky of March
Misty-Blue meets Spring.
© Amanda J Harrington 2015
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