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The Antidote to Self Hate

Published 4 years, 10 months ago

The air around was trembling-bright

And full of dancing specks of light,

While butterflies were dancing too

Between the shining green and blue.

I might not watch, I might not stay,

I ran along the meadow way.

The straggling brambles caught my feet,

The clover field was, oh! so sweet;

I heard a singing in the sky,

And busy things went buzzing by;

And how it came I cannot tell,

But all the hedges sang as well.

Along the clover-field I ran

To where the little wood began,

And there I understood at last

Why I had come so far, so fast

On every leaf of every tree

A fairy sat and smiled at me!