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by Everlasting Dec 30, 2020
as winds whisper secrets to thirsty pines
branches sway excitedly from side to side
while shaking the ground Madeline walks on
Before she could run
the pines roots become scarily alive
grabbing her from each of her limbs
Madeline, a child, begins to scream in distress
HELP! Help! but before anyone could hear her,
the pines roots reach for her bag
She, scared, with face almost white,
sees how the bag is suddenly torn in half
As soon as she almost passes out,
she sees with her eyes, how the pines happily share
the bottle of water they found in her bag
Madeline, closes her eyes.
by Mr. Darcy
Thirsty pines. Naughty pines, for had they asked, little Madeline would, I'm sure, had shared. Dream or no dream a magic bottle is always to be coveted.
I love it when you post poems with stories!!! I really enjoyed this Luce ^_^
I didn’t know! Thanks