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The Gnome, the Goose, and the Eucalypt - Dorothea Barth 2009© Vallejo CA USA
Beneath a fragrant eucalypt
An old gnome danced a reel
His step grew ever faster
His sorrow not to feel.
What ails you, charming fellow?
From what land did you roam?
Kind eucalypt, your wisdom’s great
Indeed, I long for home.
O I can feel your sorrow
For where this seed has flown
Can never be my homeland
Where taller kin have grown.
My treasure lies across the sea
The frantic gnome spoke up
I yearn for mist and bracing wind
The dune, the buttercup.
Await you then the gentle goose
Flown down from northern sky
So oft not welcome in this land
In morning he’ll be by.
Indeed, in early morning’s light
A goose with snow-white ring
Arrived to hear the gnome’s lament
And offered him his wing.
To the weathered eucalypt
They bode a fond farewell
And then began their journey
Above the ocean’s swell.
In land of ever-changing light
The gnome and goose arrived
The tulip fairies welcomed them
And both of them have thrived.
