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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Once upon a time, in a land of make-believe, there lived a magical calendar if you choose to believe. It hung on the wall, sparkling with a golden hue, with the power to predict what the future can’t undo. But this calendar had a rather mischievous knack, to bring humor and laughter on its mighty track. Its predictions were grand, yet often absurd, and death was its favorite topic, oh how it stirred. With a nod from Fate, the calendar came alive, its ink swirling and dancing, ready to revive. The spirits of those seeking answers divine, as they awaited their fate with a curious mind. "Come forth!" it exclaimed with a slight wicked grin, "I see in your future a wild goose chase to begin. Death shall claim your loved one, but fear not my friend, for beyond this life lies pure joy without end." The puzzled seekers pondered as they scratched their heads, could death truly lead to divinity instead? With trepidation and amusement interlaced, they embarked on a journey to embrace what death placed. Through realms unknown and fantastical lands they soar, happiness bloomed where death stood at its core. In afterlife's mirth, they found such jubilee, their loved ones content in eternity's decree. Oh, the magic calendar reveled in its jests, as mortals unlocked secrets within its bequests. For death was not an ending but a doorway anew, to a world where imagination danced and grew. Heed the fortune and wisdom of this enchanting tale, and welcome the laughter that life's mysteries unveil. For in the face of death, let amusement guide your way, and let fantasy reign supreme with each passing day. *I wrote this poem on January 18, 2024, as part of a ’30 days of poetry’ January challenge. This was day 18 and the prompt was: Write a poem about a magical calendar that predicts the future. I actually wrote two of them similar in style and message. The other one is posted under “The Magical Calendar.”
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