Summer floral dressed
Green grass dulcimer girl
Strumming strings, upon a curving wooden box
The rhythmic frames of flowing chords
As well as intricate pickings too
She’s a one-woman band
Singing so angelic while her music goes
Across the meadow and into the woods
Only those sweet voices swirl around us
Before they lift forever to blue places
Green grass dulcimer girl
Your wild gift glows inside
Each song its…own love tune
Unique as the authoress herself
One with every sweet thing she exhales
The beauty, the rapture…so grounded in nature
This Good Earth invites you back
Again, and again and again
Green grass dulcimer girl