The Ancient Road
The ancient road winds through the forest, broken and over grown, sunlight slants through the thick foliage above, cutting though the dusky twilight, turning night into day, trees whisper in the wind, shadows dance, a bird's song drifts through the woods, and a child stops to gaze up at the sky, her hair gently wafts around her upturned face as she stands alone in a world forgotten by time.
By Coat and Scarf
When fiery jewels fall from the trees,
I remember the day I met you,
It wasn't unlike this very autumn day,
the sky was the clearest blue,
and your breath rose in misty plumes,
you asked me if Ii was cold,
adn gave me your coat,
while I in exchange hadned you my green scarf,
we were children then,
and now still the very best of friends.
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