All the waterfalls has
fallen, it will burn and crashed
and trashed and dashed of
sound, as many delightful
but magical mermaid were
swam forever, all different
shape of trees was moving
in the south end, the village
the land the cottage were
legend themselves in the
northern winds of life and
beauty but kind, they've also
believe of miracles in
hand but comprehend when the
Shakespeare's curse will
come in peace of deeper love
onto the sunrise from the
northwestern sky, it seem the
inglorious of love was
everywhere, how much passion
and beauty it shall be, it
brings and things of power in
mankind on love right
through your fingertips, a young
fine woman who walk on
healing waters herself, she's
very unique, she came from
the land of Shakespeare's
finest of love stories and
poems will survived, her
compassion was flow and
slow and blow gracefully but
playful of love and
comfort
Written by
Michael James Brindley
9-9-16
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