Once upon a time, Tennessee moonlight rises up perfectly to shine, as many of sparkling stars thoroughly rouse, when the spotlights truly hits righteous and spontaneously coloration, how pretty in there, less then ordinary tree is standing tall, not even too small, it'll never been fall over, not quite enough a single thought at the playhouse park was so emptiness middle of the nightly evening, imaginative brains to requirement of blowable winded breeze, good beaches would be enlargement of waves crossing by, telling amazing stories to make it asleep, motive experts beyond the deep, and observed to keep on the fifth handmade path straightened ahead, modern benches to sit and sat togetherness in one peace
Written by
Michael James Brindley
9-25-19
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