Wee Fairy Queen
She was a fairy queen of the piney woods
Her crown was fashioned from pine cones
And her throne was a soft pile of pine straw
The squirrels and chipmunks were her royal subjects
Until the sun set and her mother called her home
Month: August 2023
Brighten Up
Brighten Up
This poems wants to add a PoP
of color to its black and white lines
Maybe slip a pair of red shoes on its feet
Tie a purple scarf around its stanza
or meter out some magenta syllables,
shining like bubbles, just for fun.
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