Monday, August 25, 2014

Crochet Crash Landing



Crochet Crash Landing

Out in the woods on a warm summer night,
I was jolted awake and given such a fright.

I'd been sleeping in my tent, dreaming of honey and bumblebees,
When a rush of wind rolled my tent and shook the trees.

In the dark and on my knees,
I climbed out of my tent and into the trees.

I followed a loud banging,
A clanging.

My ears pricked up, my hair stood on end,
I grabbed for the tree, looking for a friend.

And in a glen,
About 20 feet in,
I saw a wondrous sight,
something that I would remember forever after that night.

But that's a story for tomorrow so sit tight.


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