By Wistful Recollection - Dorothea Barth ©2015 Fallbrook CAL USA
The fairy of my fifth year
Was precious, bright and swift
Till toil and time’s erosion
Caused crystal lens to shift
Fresh freedom, mirthful magic
Devoid of doubt or fear
By wistful recollection
Will sometimes re-appear
by Dorothea Barth ©2015