Magic pipe played under a rainbow...
And the old oak rustled the leaves with jingle...
From far the wind brought the song secretly...
She is more aerial, than the dream sleeping
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A deeply enchanting poem Tsira, excellent work. Best wishes, Andrew
magic pipe...very true and your taste for nature is well brought out..great poem
Magical words written by you, a charming piece, thanks Tsira, Lynda xx 10
beautiful words Tsiri making beautiful images in my head...thank you....Fi
the magic sounds -perhaps nothing more than abscence and rectitude- Icy voices into a solid gaz-