My garden is quite plain
Boring you see
But something spectacular
Lays under the jade tree
A glistening stone
Perfect in every way
So I go under the tree
To look at it everyday
But there's something special
About this stone
It gives you anything
Some bread, whatever a phone
To get these things
You hold your hand
Across the stone
On my land
And then the magic
Takes place
Its truly amazing
With no trace
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Ah it's you who hath set me free. Such divinity in your mortality. I thank you much, but owe you one. You seem to be broken, tattered, alone. Maybe ask for a brand new start.
As I lie on the vast field of grass. I felt for the sun until it last. I stretched my arm and open my hand. Tried to reach the stars with fingers fanned. They seem to be out of reach.
I wrote my name upon the card, Attached it to the string. I added my number just in case somebody decided to ring.
I went to the seaside And ate up my dish With contained of chips And fish Soon after that I bought something after my fish It was a balloon And I made a wish Closing my eyes And having a smile...
"Switch off the light now children, The monsters won't get you, Their all in your head!" "Mother. Mother!" "What my Dear?" "I fear the monster is near!" "Don't be silly.
As I was the only participant in the last one, lonelynutmeg89 decided to let me choose the next word. So, the next word will be....... Balloon. Have fun and the winners will be decided at 6:00 GB...
#youngwritershousehold. I'll collect stones. Yes that's what's I'll do. I'll collect them just for you. Not those rough ugly stones. But the smooth little pebbles. That I found on my own.
Fading sun. Last rays of light. Casting long shadows. Melting into night. Dim reflections on the water. Rippling gracefully. Streaking across the ocean. Sun setting by the sea. Sitting by you.
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