A post in the style of a favourite author/blogger or photographer.
A Fairy Song
by William Shakespeare
Over hill, over dale,
Thorough bush, thorough brier,
Over park, over pale,
Thorough flood, thorough fire!
I do wander everywhere,
Swifter than the moon’s sphere;
And I serve the Fairy Queen,
To dew her orbs upon the green;
The cowslips tall her pensioners be;
In their gold coats spots you see;
Those be rubies, fairy favours;
In those freckles live their savours;
I must go seek some dewdrops here,
And hang a pearl in every cowslip’s ear.
I am here, you are there
Miles apart, half of the world
We have to cross the seas and lands
We have to endure the storms coming
You are there, so far away, unreachable
I say this, you say that, misunderstanding
Hard to communicate, different opinions
Upsetting one another even not intentionally
Causing pain in the heart and soul, shattering
Over the mountains, through seven seas
Enduring the pain, winter, spring, autumn
Summer comes, is there a flicker of hope?
Can we overcome the hurdles, the storm?
I don’t know, I really don’t know
For: Flattery
Other “flattery” posts:
https://thesmallmagic.wordpress.com/2016/10/09/first-magic-liebster-award/
https://shewrites170.wordpress.com/2016/10/10/flattery-self-adoration-kills-diffidence/
https://loisajay1213.wordpress.com/2016/10/10/happy-monday-48/
https://lanternwords.wordpress.com/2016/10/10/beware-of-flattery/
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