Juniper, lives in a far away
land,
Where pine forests thrive,
and expand.
Seen at mid-day, cloudless
sky,
A world traveler, waves bye,
bye.
Dresses in purple, easy to
please,
Butterfly wings, fly away at
ease.
She's comming her her
family to see,
Loves sipping wine, writing
poetry.
Meditates into the night.
Might even take an ob flight.
Meeting this lady, sweet as
can be,
A sister Aries, we agree
Lives on a high hill, over-
looking the sea.
Living there happily.
copyright heather burns
Hi Special Friend,
I think someday, when you read
this little poem, you will know it
is for you. This is for my fairyland.
Only special people can go there.
Your Friend in Verse,
Heather
Welcome,
To my country. We are so fortunate to have
lovely people like you visit us. Enjoy.
Heather