Another wonderful fairy tale micropoem, this time by On Dragonfly Wings. Enjoy and Happy Tuesday! Warmly, Brenda
Caladiums
Colorful parasols
Keeping fairies dry
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© by rgb for “On Dragonfly Wings with Buttercup Tea”, 2011 – 2013
The kiss of the sun for pardon,
the song of the birds for mirth,
one is nearer God’s Heart in a garden
than anywhere else on earth.
Far up a hill in Edinburgh City are acres of garden.
I headed up one sunshiny day
escaping the din of castles, pubs and tourists.
Tranquility was far from me,
my mind too busy, too full of deadlines.
So many people are in pain, deep in their quiet lives. So many of us know people we love who are in pain. This poem and these flowers from my walk are a trifle, a brief balm, that cannot cure but are given in the hope that pain can ease for a few moments. I will be taking off a week to rest and renew with my family, and in the meantime, I leave you my love and caring, especially to all the children who skin their knees, who bang their heads, who hear harsh words or who suffer even worse than that. Take care of our children everywhere, inside us and out.
Through the Looking Glass
by Lewis Carroll (1872)
Child of pure, unclouded brow
And dreaming eyes of wonder!
Though time be fleet and
I and thou
Are half a life asunder,
Thy loving smile will surely hail
The love-gift of a fairy tale.
Friendly Fairy Tales 