Read Poem: An Enchanted Tale, by Crouching Dragon

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The daffodils are blooming, their scent it fills the air, the bees are busy buzzing around, the sound is a fanfare.

The dragonflies are darting, dynamic blue and green, all across this part of earth it truly sets a scene.

I gaze towards the woodland, a sight that’s to behold, amazing carpets of purpley blue, cover every mound and fold.

The bluebells are amazing, imagine their delicate ring, the fairies are rejoicing, and I can hear them sing.

Somewhere in the distance, I can vaguely hear, the chuckling of children, and then….walks by a deer.

It’s time for procreation, for animals around, the birds are flirtily singing, oh what a heavenly sound.

I move on to the ocean with sun rays shining down, it looks as if a thousand stars, last night had fallen down.

The children I did mention, but a short time before, are innocently blowing bubbles, on…

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