Pagosa Springs Artists

Fairy Arbor


 One winter day I awoke to see
a fairy land in front of me;
every branch, each tiny shoot,
with shiny coat, enchanted stood.

Sunlight made a lacy shower
where once there stood a dreary bower;
the arbor's tangle of icy twigs
had turned into diamond digs!

A Cinderella land to me for sure
was given only one hour more;
marveling at this crystal treat, my jewels
disappeared with sunshine's heat.



first published in Book of Joys

also published in FLOOR OF THE SKY Chapbook

also published in

©2011 Bonnie Manion


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