Francois Bergh

where lost words come to rest in pieces…

I believe in fairies

Walking through the flowers
I see the fairy-tales
Beauty dancing on the leaves
Pearly, dewy dancing…
Might this be the last I see,
I will thank eternity…

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  poetofmidnight wrote @

A brief beautiful poem; very well done.

  Francois Bergh wrote @

Thanks for the kind words.


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