Written by: Tendril Cailin, of the Daisies
Date: Thursday, March 2nd, 2017
Addressed to: Everyone
The wind beneath my wings
Over Dardanic green
Golden smell of wheat
In a forest meadow
Wiggle my toes
In the cool, soft clover
Floating on my back
In a lake so blue
Shrill cry of a gull
Sitting in a rustic bar
Buy a mug of ice cream
Chocolate with a hint of cherries
Fragrant cup of tea
Sky canvas above so dark
With sparkling pictures
Penned by my hand on the 18th of Scarlatan, in the year 736 AF.
Written by: Tendril Cailin, of the Daisies
Date: Thursday, March 2nd, 2017
Addressed to: Everyone
The wind beneath my wings
Over Dardanic green
Golden smell of wheat
In a forest meadow
Wiggle my toes
In the cool, soft clover
Floating on my back
In a lake so blue
Shrill cry of a gull
Sitting in a rustic bar
Buy a mug of ice cream
Chocolate with a hint of cherries
Fragrant cup of tea
Sky canvas above so dark
With sparkling pictures
Penned by my hand on the 18th of Scarlatan, in the year 736 AF.
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