Trees tell Stories
Monday, October 19, 2009
Wood Nymph
On the rock sat a girl
With roses in her eyes
And smiles in her hair.
With twinkles in her toes
And dancing in her hands.
Her eyes are big and brown
They blink and glisten in the light.
They are soft and kind but fiery,
They know what they desire.
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