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The Wood of Flowers

I went to the Wood of Flowers,
No one went with me;
I was there alone for hours;
I was happy as could be,
In the Wood of Flowers!

There was grass
On the ground;
There were leaves
On the trees;

And the wind
Had a sound
Of such sheer

That I
Was as happy
As happy could be,
In the Wood of Flowers.

in "A Child's Book of Irish Rhymes" - Alice Taylor & Nicola Emoe

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