Yarrow never goes out at night,
Always dresses in black and
white.
Seen when first flowers bloom,
A cheery sprite in the room.
Delicate wings of forest green,
The most beautiful, I've ever seen.
She lives near the badger sets,
The sweetest fairy, you've ever
met.
(c) copyright heather burns
wow...its soooo nice and lovely poem.. really enjoyed it very much... rich idea is there and the way you did is heart kissing and soul feeling... love it... really a very sweeeeeet poem... well doen