On A Mushroom In A Glade Poem by Juan Olivarez

On a mushroom in a glade,
Sat a pixie, in deepest shade.
Pondering the setting sun,
And the twilight, just begun.

She took a ride on a dragonfly,
On gossamer wings, in the evening sky.
She smiled to see the stars appear,
Like distant cousins, that she held dear.

She welcomed the fireflies, with delight,
Enchanted creatures, in the dusky light.
Little lanterns, flying all around,
In that little pixie town.

The crickets chirped happily away,
Singing goodnight to the day.
And the little pixie heard her mother call,
Supper was ready, come get it all.

And she hurried home post haste,
Because she had no time to waste.
She must hurry back the night was new,
And she had lots of things to do.

4/22/11 Alton Texas