This Is, This Was

Adventure has begun, it let everything in hand, let

the peace and prosper flow like angels, the mountain

top was so enlargement, the sun was truly glow as

glorious sound, the grass were blossomed and lightly

and tightly like a simple humongous root, this is, this

was, the wind was blowing like a orange flavored of

pairs and peaches in many places in neither land, when

it rains through and wild, it poured and poured constantly

like huge bananas came down, this is, this was, the sky

was and were pitch black of darkness, the full sized

incredible moon shape of one humongous marshmallow

in earth, the stars came from Strawberry land, how clear

it will be in life, this is, this was, the trees were growing

and flowing as red delicious apples of cherries in many

odd places around in the youngest forest ever lived, this

is, this was, how many fairy tale across the path of

blackberries upon this day, it would be a dream come true

in magical touch and moment

Written by

Michael James Brindley

9-11-15