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While in the magic garden in the early morn one day
I had my magic shoes on and decided I would play
The garden flowers were wet with dew from stem to blossom tip
I pulled a silken petal down so I could take a sip
It tasted sweet as honey with a kind of funny nip
That made me sort of giggle when it numbed my lower lip
But then I felt some itching right where my shoulders are
I tried and tried to scratch it but I couldn't reach that far
Twas then I heard a loud "pop!" "pop!" as wings sprang from my back
The sound when they unfolded was like thunder when it cracks
I looked and they were shiny sparkling silver and then gold
Then all the rainbow colors from the palest to the bold
The wings moved as I moved my arms and took me in the air
I flitted through that garden like I didn't have a care
It started raining washing off my new wings with a rush
Twas then I woke up with a start neath Grampa's berry bush
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| Writing Prompt |
Write a poem. You (or your character) take a sip of a drink and feel different. What happens? |
Author Notes
I really enjoy writing fantasy poetry. Just a child at heart I guess.
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