Beauty; flashy, sparkly
Is no sprite.
No myth, wondered about; as
Wandered aft.
Once alike, enchanted, by
Child; till night.
Its dance, unearthly
Is what shapes
Here, common dragonfly, common
Pond above!
With as much, dreamy, to love
Mab's landscapes! *
* Queen of fairies
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