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THE BIRTH OF A WOOD'S TALE

THE BIRTH OF A WOOD'S TALE

In the darkness and amongst the trees...

Behind you, leaves are cracking with no sign of a breeze...Β 

The woodΒ isΒ telling a story of an occurrence that took place...

For within the brush is a secret that has been left behind...

It could not protect...

It only holds the ability to listen and to watch...

Amongst the wood a spirit has come alive...

The spirit watching...

The birth of a wood's tale...

She now walks with you...

Hugs...

sparrowsongΒ 

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J A Overton

enjoyed this ghostly poem, told the story in so few words,

chers jeff

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Rose Sho

Hey Sweet Sparrowsong....A ghostly piece?.....I dread ghost stories but this is lovely....thanks for sharing

Lots of love...Rose

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Byd0nz

Nice one Sparrowsong, the first two lines set the scene. Hairs standing on the back of the neck already.

The woods have that ability.

Cheers. Bydonz

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sparrowsong

Hello Jeff...

Glad you enjoyed this little tale!

Thank you for your comment...

Hugs...

sparrowsongΒ 

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sparrowsong

Hello Sweet Rose...

Ghost stories can be really...

CREEPY!

Oooh...

BOO!

LOL!

Thank you for reading even though you don't like them...

:)

Lots of loveΒ 

Hugs...

sparrowsongΒ 

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sparrowsong

Hello Sis Cherie...

Glad you enjoyed!Β 

Thank you for your comment and support!Β 

Love n HugsΒ 

sparrowsongΒ 

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