A tiny posy for you

Pluck wild thyme
And place it gently
On closed eyelids
And for sure
On faerie hill
You will slumber
And see Both little jack
And jill
Carry an acorn
On your person
In your posy
Every day
And only Good things
Will be said
To you my dear
Upon your way

A little posy of words

For my friend on this blue sky day

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