Sweet Bell of the Garden
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     "Sssssh," Mother's teaching now
     And She's wearing the face of a child
     Moonfaced self sure maiden
     Not quite wild

     She's bearing snails and centipedes
     She's laughing in the sun
     She's walking in the lowlands now
     And She's only just begun

     She's singing in the cricket's song
     She's dancing in the dew
     She's come, Sweet Bell of the Garden
     To enchant you.

     -Merry- June 5, 1995