A Poem a Day
by
Gypsy Joy.
National Poetry Month…
Day 24
There once was a Faery Mom who had Seven Faery Children…
She loved them all dearly and the faery children loved their faery Mom just as much.
One day the faery Mom decided to write a poem about each of them.
My Monday Faery Child…
Fair of face
Grazed with curls and a dazzling gaze
She emits faery flower-power.
In the meadow she will lay
Hiding quickly in the hay
When she hears the sound of a mower.
She tends to the flowers and minds the sheep
When the Shepherd falls asleep
And cheerfully keeps an eye on the lighthouse tower.
