One boy one girl who
traveled
together at last, to see
the
new uproarious and unique
world to be, but their
into the
land of magic out there,
in
that land, it could be
anything
but wild flower, he sat
close to her charmingly
and
bright as well, a boy who
read enchanted love to her
beautifully and calm as a
antique poem on that day
forward completed, she got
the gift of pride any day
long, let us
sing a song
Written by
Michael James Brindley
4-14-16
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