Shaded never faded eyes
Aided such I realise
Anastasiia Dasha Galina
Beautiful boughs
All the more greener
Flowers in awe
Petals too
A basket of them
Fresh and new
Seated high on a great limb
Out their really on a whim
Shadows fall on reflected light
Lovingly their way is bright
Three fine witches watch them fly
Out and up into the sky