Disclaimer: i actually own this, i wrote it AND came up with the idea, so legally this is mine. Thanks- Allora
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Under the starry sky,
There was a city of bones.
And that city was in a land of bones.
The land and city are full of bones,
Because it is Death's home.
The bones still live, all young and old,
And still try to get home.
All who tried, failed and died,
All save for one.
Her name was Amelia Bones.
She made a ship of dead, old wood
To cross the sea of bones
So she could reunite with her family once again.
Her journey across the Bony Sea
Took twenty days and twenty nights
Just to find the Silver Sea.
To be a creature of flesh and blood again,
Amelia must go and find the Golden Apple Tree.
Though to find the Golden Apple Tee,
She must cross the Silver Sea
To sail upon the Golden Sea.
In her journey across the Silver Sea,
Tempted she shall be to feast upon an apple from the Silver Apple Tree.
She shall ignore the temptation
From the Silver Apple Tree.
Monsters from the Bony Sea
Hinder her steps across the Silver Sea.
Then one day, under the golden Sun,
She found she had reached the Golden Sea.
And as she sailed across Golden Sea,
She found the Golden Apple Tree.
Twas it resting and blooming
Upon an isle made of crystal and flowers
In the middle of the Golden Sea.
She named the isle, The Isle of Hope.
She docked her battered and tired ship
Upon the shining isle's shore.
She, the, hiked all day and hiked all night
To find the Golden Apple Tree.
She found the Golden Apple Tree
On the seventh day of the seventh month of the seventh year.
And then, she ate a sweet apple from the Golden Apple Tree.
She soon felt things she had long forgotten,
Her heart was beating,
Her blood began to flow,
And she felt the joy of being part of the living realm again.
Thus her journey to the Golden Apple Tree was over,
But her journey home had just begun.
It took her a year and twenty days
To return home to Mark Bones, her loving husband,
And their daughter, Amanda Bones.
They had shed
Tears of joy,
And hugs full of love,
And still had love to spare.
Though when death finally came back to her once again,
She would go peacefully with her loved ones, Mark and Amanda.
The End.
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I wrote this in Seventh grade, so don't blame me if it sucks. It was only my first REAL try at writing. Well thanks for reading my poetry,
Ja ne- Allora
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Amelia Bones and the Golden Apple Tree
Poetryi wrote this in Seventh grade, so i apologize for any spelling errors.