Escape from winter-worn ennui
Into the forest did I flee
Upon a glistening glade I chanced
Amidst some evergreens I danced

And sideways from a spinning trance
Beheld a fairy audience
Magic dust and snow swirled round
Dreams not just in midsummer found

by Dorothea Barth ©2016

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