The evening breeze has scent so good
Of green and damp, earth and wood
The meadow’s lighted by stars in the sky
The Greenwood’s torch is the tiny fire fly
A hush settles over the mist covered dale
A fairy flits by with a stardust trail
The rabbit and deer drink at the brook
The wood nymph peeks out … Just for a look
A Naiad bathes in the chuckling stream
Is it real … Or is it a summer nights dream?
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I love your poem and the image is spectacular! Welcome to The Juice Bar Bronwyn! Lisa 🙂