I was trying to write a different poem, but this is what came out instead...... O how I love the faeries on my lawn.
They dance for me
in my dreams
whilst weaving
their gossamer thread.
I ask them for wishes,
but they tell me
I have riches enough.
Yet, still they dance
forever in my head.
Fraser
April 2022
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