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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