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My Child the Visionary
Read me a poem Of love and loss Of an enchanted forest covered in fairies and moss
Read me a story Filled with dragons and knights Where the day seems to sing and the night seems to bite
Read me a story As I lay awake in bed Unable to sleep or even rest my head
Read me a poem While I fall into the sweet sublime And I hear bells in my head that chime just as time
| On April 22nd 2007 isdrowning Said : | |
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that made me feel like a little kid again. now i'm sleepy. good job. |
| On April 17th 2007 sonicfalcan Said : | |
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I love this poem, and dgriswell is right. |
| On March 21st 2007 dgriswell73 Said : | |
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This one needs to be put to music. Not sung, just spoken. Something soft with celtic violin in the backgroud. |
| On March 21st 2007 starblaze88 Said : | |
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i like this i love fantasy stories and unlike me you rhyme good! lol thanks for the comment anyways!
dana |


