The Greening~

Here’s a poem I had written a while back on my other blog , and decided I ‘d share it over here as well.



O’ the Faerie does the greening,
when Spring does come to pass.
She polishes each dew-drop,
to sparkle like a glass.

She flits through days unhampered,
in her rose-petaled balloon.
While gifting trees and flowers,
their many-coloured bloom.

O’ the Faerie does the greening,
’til Summer season does begin,
then in her airy study waits,
for Spring to comea again.

Ruby Jeanette Woods