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Emerald Forest

Emerald Forest

There once was an emerald forest in which lived the emerald queen,
she was always in the company of the emerald king,
the forest was of an emerald hue, the forest people were standing guard over the emerald box,
that belonged to the King and Queen,
in the  emerald forest at night you can hear the creatures sccurring about the moss covered rocks ,and streams, the emerald forest was quite a sight ,
The mission of the forest people was to guard the emerald box, it's contents only known by the King and Queen ,as time drew nigh
the King said to the queen, we must unveil the contents for all to see so they held a special ceremony to unveil the box and everyone was invited 
there was a big to do amongst the forest people an emerald cotillion
to be exact,time drew nigh once again the queen handed the King the box and the king opened it to revel  ,the scepter of light it transformed the emerald forest into a living breathing forest of light and the forest people and all the creatures lived in peace forevermore.
                                                                                    written by linda J wright
                                                                                    better known as angel 
  

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Angel

Thanks Cherie linda

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