Once, in a land far, far away
a maiden was at play.
From her song, trees and flowers grew
with love, for all was new.
One day, darkness clouded the sun,
all work became undone.
Trees trembled as their leaves turned brown
flowers died, dried on ground.
In that garden of paradise
Evil slithered disguised.
It did not care for melodies,
but chaos miseries.
Life was dying; nothing would grow
in evil's six feet snow.
The cold, cold storm was darkness reign
as hearts filled up with pain.
The maiden prayed for help and cried
to Him, her heart relied.
The darkness then was torn apart,
as Love heard His child's heart.
Then, Love once more began to show
that trees and flowers grow
like people walking in bright air
one heart we all must share.
So listen to the song I sing.
As angels smiles I bring,
to all the people far and wide,
share love, let Love reside.
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| Writing Prompt |
Please write a rhyming poem. aabb |
Author Notes
A story in a poem, a ballad but AABB. Mother Nature working hard. It took me a while to write. I hope you enjoy it. :)
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