a tree dances
twigs tap
leaves twirl
limbs sway
words in the
wind
whispering
once upon a
time
long, long
ago
a story of
childhood
dragons
fought
treasures
found
kings and queens
dungeons and
castles
rooted in the
soul
experienced,
remembered
earth
burrowed
heaven
reached
Father Time
keeping time
one with the
story
leaves in a
book
a tree bends
twigs crack
leaves wilt
limbs snap
words borne
on a gentle
breeze
whispering
the end
*from the files of very bad poetry by bia
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