Posted by: Ron DuBour | August 30, 2014

‘The Golden Hare’~by Mary Cecil


 

 

‘The Golden Hare’

Where wild flowers cling
And heather sweetly grows
The magic hare reclines
With fur of glowing gold

His spirit of quiet magnificence
In lands of legends born
Where unicorns are dreamt of
And fairies sport in human form

To catch a fleeting glimpse
Against the burning sky
A moment in a lifetime
A flash of mystery goes by

Where came his golden sheen
That gift from other realms
To add a glowing wonder
Hidden in the ferns

So swift he flees
With graceful lops he leaps
Transporting us to mystical lands
To dream of when we sleep

By
Mary Cecil
Rathlin Island
‘The island where golden hares live’


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