In the groves where pixies dance
Behind the falls where witches prance
Underneath the trolls' bridge
'Cross the fairy touched sky
There you will find Them ,Us, and I
If I wrote a poem about nothing
Would it matter what I would say?
If I wrote about nothing, that would be something.
I could go on all night and all day!
A Summer Serenade
The summer rose
Kissed the summer sky
As the summer bee
Went buzzing by
In a summer house
By a summer stream
I take a nap
Dreaming a summer dream
it was there for taking
and taken it was it took
hanging from the forbidden tree shaking
shaking it was shook.
from the eaves of the leaves
to the ground below
loved by the sun, untouched by the snow
still dreaming of that tree so far ago.
Psst! Wanna heard a secret?
I'll tell if you promise not to tell
Well, there's a rumor that everyone's going to hell.
Shh! Now don't tell, it's a surprise.
It'll be kinda funny to see the look in their eyes
The beauty of life unfolds
revealing its garden of delight
And wondrous beauty to behold
the essence, the joy, the glory of light