#Poetry: Water Sprite




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A water sprite born long ago

Made from starlight and melted snow.

A child lies ill, not far away

With waters memory, she will play

To wash away each tiny tear.

Her leg so twisted, now undone

The child is well and out to play.

The water sprite has far to go

So many voices calling please please

Will someone help me, I am in need

A healing prayer sent on the wind

Melted snow is carried far

To wash each laden tear…

©Anita Dawes

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