Her Fantasy Is But A Reality

Your walls begin to crumble
As concrete turns to sand
Your words are often humble
As modest as your hands
Your spine begins to break
As your story unfolds
Page after page
The typeset turns bold
Your tales are not that simple
Your lore is that of old
I can smell the beast your fighting
You won’t go it alone


3 thoughts on “Her Fantasy Is But A Reality”

  1. Thanks Jennifer I covet your words more than any.… No offense to anybody who reads this I’ve just known her longest. Anyway as you are halfway through your day on the other side of the globe…I am all out of clever and I need to go to bed.

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