Naughty fairy child.
 

Naughty faerie pagan child.
Playing with herbs and mirth.
You must bow down low.
Kiss the cross.
And celebrate the Messiahs birth.:icon_eek:

Naughty she witch.
Dancing in the glade.
Talking to nature spirits.
Why are you not afraid.

There's a fool upon the hill.
He plays the pipes of Pan.
And he try's to tell us, there's a different way to be a man. :biggrin:

And what is that strange music.
That twinkle in your eye.
Don't you know you must be in servitude, until the day you die. :mad:

:notworthy: This is very beautiful. You are very beautiful. Excellent.

I love this!

Thanks so much guys.

It means so much to get great feed back like yours. :icon_cheers:

You are very welcome, brother, your poetry is amazing. :hug:

You share so much with us at this spiritual community, I am just doing my bit. :icon_biggrin:

Your appreciative attitude is deeply appreciated. :tongue:

Remember, it is quality not quantity that really matters, dear one, and so that which you call your "bit" is actually very, very, very great, for your quality of love and appreciation in this community--and in your life expression in general--is very high-level indeed, Pagandell.

I just got a card from my Tarot deck it was Temperance, wow have not had that card for ages and that's just what I get from you. :hug:

cute poem Pagandell

Cheers Silver :icon_flower: