by Ann B. Day
The flowers appear in the pine woods nearby
in spring’s final moment the last days of May
Rare shinleaf pyrolas are hidden from the eye
The flowers appear in the pine woods nearby
We met in the glade when the sun was high
in pyrola’s mossy glade where we used to stay
The flowers appear in the pine woods nearby
in spring’s final moment the last days of May
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