Orange blossoming, blossoming blossoming
Honey on the spoon stuck fast amber in the moon
At last, Heavenly on toast ambrosia ghost
Orange peal peeling out caught in a cake
It's all about the citrus citrus citrus
Marmalade branching breakfast table
Under the trees and harlequinease
The dolls at their best in
The honey of the day, the orange blossoming stays
Too beautiful as we retell it
Tree never felled unless we fell it
Oh in the groves of dream.
mary angela douglas 22 october 2023
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