With Thyme in her pocket
A chaplet of Violet
A sprig of the Goat Weed
Worn in her hair
A pinch of the Bay
To open the way
A Bluebell ring heralding
A Faery ring fair
To dance in her Catkin gown
Spider spun lace
Mossy her shoes
A smile on her face
From dawn until dusk
And dusk until dawn
At mid night and mid day
A kiss for us all.


What terrific imagination this brings. :^)
Tommy02:27 AM CST