A happy leap to an old oak tree, as happy as anyone could be,
I stopped and turned above I heard a noise, and heard a cry, a girl? a boy?
I turn around and feels a shiver, come across me; I gasp aloud.
I take a breath and look around,
You'll never guess what I found,
I found a horseshoe on a key,
How lucky will I be, what will I open with this key?
That's the question that wonders me.
What was the noise, I used my eyes to much you see,
The noise was right in front of me.
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PoetryThis is poetry I write on the spot. Of what I feel or of what I have thought. I would love to hear your comments please, But keep them nice and humble please. I understand that you may vote on this, I hope you do, Love all in good hope. I commence...
