A Little Green

The garden hides much.

the grasshopper tends to the daisies.
the grasshopper tends to the daisies.
A fairy waits for Little Green.
A fairy waits for Little Green.

Little Green

By A. Gagliardi

Little green

through windowpane,

goes inching up and down.

He travels far,

to distant star,

of orange and golden brown.

The fruit he seeks

on his short trip

has died upon the vine

And yet he strolls

over wood and holes,

in search of sweetest wine.

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nochance 6 years ago from Duluth, MN

That's a really cute poem.

Betty Ann 6 years ago

Nicely put. I like it!

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Carol the Writer 6 years ago from Houston, Texas

Very sweet!

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agaglia 6 years ago Author

Thanks folks,

I'm glad you like this one.

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