Once upon a time in a spring morning
When the sky was blue and the sun was shining
She took a trowel, a cultivator and a shears
For gardening under the songs of birds she hearsShe chose some seeds to start planting
And some vegetables that she'll be eating
Brought the soil to the wanted place
And started to dig with a joyful faceSuddenly something hit the trowel
She thought it could be a stone or maybe a jewel
She dug faster then used her bare hands
And focused her sight from where she standsIn the bottom, the soil looked like magical sand
So she took a handful to examine it in her hand
The woman stared at it with curious eyes
It had white particules with a big sizeSuddenly she felt a tickle in her palm
Climbing slowly towards her arm
Then the handful of soil started moving
She thought the magical sand was reactingSurprise! A warm showed its head
It seemed much thicker than a simple thread
Dancing on the woman's bared skin
All after a second she started screaming" Help! A warm!! "She woke everyone living in the house
Even the neighbour of the next door and his spouse
The warm was already gone but the fear was still there
A mini-heart attack almost killed the gardner 'Claire'
It was a friendly warm.. Maybe it was afraid too
Claire laughed herself for what she went through
She learned the lesson and buried the story behind
Who said jewels are the only surprises you can find?Ink On Paper- Lilia.K
March 30th, 2017
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Lilia's Poems
PoetryLilia's poems gathers the different poems signed with my other name "Lilia.K". I never wrote poems until 2013. I suddenly started being interested in forming verses about many thoughts and I would like to share the modest writes I have been doing si...