Pitter patter of wandering feet
Noble reds and greens meet
At dawn’s early light
In the forest of amber’s might
Frozen in child-like innocence
Annoyance and irresponsibility is a fragrance
As petrified as sand lit afire
Mountains are a wall of sapphire
Mountains stand eternally
Annoyance and jealousy infernally
Mock each other
Until they are told to stop by their mother
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two queens
Historical FictionSome random stores I have written over the years Enjoy
