To Rose Fyleman Poem by Mary Angela Douglas

I want to live in a fairy dell

though others tell me

it won't go well



that I'll be gone for 300 years

and come back when

it's all disappeared.



but what care I

where it's always spring

and I can live under a



sparrow's wing

and fashion the dew drops

into bright rings



and live on berries

and never be queried

and Christmas could come



with every new sun

and snowdrops, sweet peas

whatever you please



we'll live in the past

and last and last

thinking up dreams



and heavenly schemes

to get there from here

in some other year.



mary angela douglas 27 september 2019