Madelines Poem - Spring

Spring – Twilight Lost

A blue wild feeling

Roses are peeling

Fairies are dancing

Horses are prancing

Clouds are running

Night is coming


Follow me ‘cross the boughs

Say your vows

Pass the cows

We are cunning,

The forest is humming


The humming comes to singing,

Fairy bells are jingling

We must come away,

Before the break of day

I will be gone, forever long

On west ground kneeling,

A blue wild feeling

On west ground kneeling

A wild blue feeling




By Madeline Noll 1.24.08