Upon a time at morning’s dew,
There stood a figure tall and true,
Among the grass and buttercups,
In scarlet, red as the wine she sups.
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A delightful read with beautiful images, a flowing rhythm, and lots of action. The rhymes also help make this a charming piece. Well done.