I sit in the garden
on a small marble bench
beneath the sun.
The roses bud,
and the lilies grow.
The water glows and makes music
as it falls down the stream
of little waterfalls.
I follow the stream
into a land of beauty
and wonder.
I walk around to see wild flowers,
patches of four leaf clovers
and small rainbows.
I follow them to find no gold,
but to find a smaller garden.
Little Sprites dancing
in the middle of a circle.
They dance in little trebles,
and hornpipes.
A celebration it seems.
I didn’t wish to intrude,
but I found myself
gazing in amazement
as I sat in the
Garden of Sprites.
End of the poem
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