Secrets...by Donna Earle..
We have no place in the dewy world of little forest ways,
no place for us,
leave,leave,
we are not wanted there,
... in the green shade of the ghost flowers,
and in the gloaming of the day,
the fairies and the
spiders play.
We will never know their joy,
or even imagine their lives.
They were here before the sun was born
and will stay forever.
Secrets and webs,
and orange flowers,
hidden from us,
a world lost ,
a fairy tale,
a secret.