(Written by Sofia)
There is a person
Who travels far and wide
Telling stories of day and nightPeople come to listen
And sit for hours
Too hear his rich words
He tells stories of the birds and the sun
Of children dancing and people singing
Of how the world came to be
And why the water falls from the sky
He laughs often
His face crinkles when he smiles
His hands are worn
His skin dark from the sun
His feet are weary
His legs sore
But still he travels
Because he is
The storyteller
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The Ocean is Calling (And Other Poems)
PoetryJust a book of poems, some written by me, others by friends, or just ones that I've read and like a lot.