Lady's Slippers

Tip-toeing through the woods

Where shall she journey this time?

She tip-toes in the sunlight

She tip-toes in the shade

All around the Indian Pipes

And multi coloured mushrooms

Whom you shouldn't pick

For goodness sake!

The bees all come to her

And beg for her honey

She'll let them buzz around

And pretend to be on her way to Town

She waltzes through the woods

And valleys way down deep

She'll wander here & there

And never require sleep

Her lady fair can be seen

On many summer's day

Her pretty colours, water colours

In every distant hue

Bring summer daydreams

For me and you!

Blacmist~