air is clear and cool
as I relax at the Pond
twinkle lights strung along posts
emanate golden glow casting shadows
golden nectar chills in the goblet
while my body relaxes upon wicker
tis a night of wonderful dreams
of fae, frogs and toads, and squirrels
the chaise draws me in, calling me,
come rest awhile golden lass
the quarter moon shining brightly
will lull you asleep, I abide
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