When orchids blow in the warm autumn wind, whilst a soft, warm melody consumes the quiet of a deep forest. A girl singing softly whilst playing a soft tune of her wooden harp, stops abruptly. Spotting out is a small figure in the deep of the forest. A non threatening presence approaches the girl, a small boy no older than 7. He stops a meter away from the girl. The girl looks at him confused "isn't it too far from town to be wandering around her?" she asks the malnourished young boy. The boy stares at her expecting her to do something. An idea strikes her mind, maybe he wants her to play, she thinks. "Would you like to see me play?" she asks expecting an answer. With stars in his eyes the boy nods his head slowly. She continued playing the soft melody as the young boy watched amazed and interested. He sits down on the grass still watching the older girl stretch the strings on the abnormal wooden instrument.
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Im deeply sorry im not uploading on "The Enis" i've been so unmotivated and well school. So anyways i really hope this makes any sense i would be devastated if it didn't really. <33
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PoetryI don't know just going through a poem writing phase Btw i don't know a single thing about peom writing so i don't know if these fit in the category as poems!! Also i will make a polish translation of these poems fro funsies!! Zrobię też polskie tłu...
