"When the winds of March are wakening the crocuses and crickets,
Did you ever find a fairy near some budding little thickets,...
And when she sees you creeping up to get a closer peek
She tumbles through the daffodils, a playing hide and seek."
~Marjorie Barrows
RAVEN SPEAK - in the San Rafael Swell
9 years ago
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