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Queen Anne’s Maiden

by Jill Christensen

Call gently when you come,
for the maiden there lives
deeply in forest wooded to
keep the mountain laurel.
Call, for they have longed
to whisp of the place where
she really goes, to the meadow
to gather you flower,
to the meadow to gather
you lace. Call gently,
and she’ll follow.
Call gently when you come.