Citrus Breezes, Blossoms Rare - Dorothea Barth ©2016 Fallbrook CAL USA
Citrus breezes, blossoms rare
Skirts that catch the swirling air
Nectar pure from Gaia’s gold
Vanished scenes in dreams unfold
When child and faery danced carefree
In cheerful camaraderie
Scarce knowing that this fragrant glee
Might not, would not always be
We wander now through worn terrain
To find the fae that may remain
by Dorothea Barth ©2016