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An Unexpected Visitor - the Narrative Style

~Another Magical Fairyland Story - An Unexpected Visitor- Part 1
 (Short Story or Narrative poem)



 It was very early in the morning when I was just having 

 What I thought was a very good time relaxing all by myself

 And remembering all the wonderful times that now have gone by

 Since another year had come and left again here in Fairyland.

 It has been all to tell the truth not all that great all the time

 Since there has been quite some days that I wish rather not 

 Remember now especially today when all seem to be so sad.


 I was about to embark in another one of my exciting journey

 When all of sudden I heard what sounded like my front door

 Opening and right there behold came bouncing in with a big grin

 My very good friend n roommate the Mouse,(not his real name)who just been 

 Himself as usual said his usual greeting with a very warm hello

 And a happy wave of his hand in my direction as he spotted me

 Sitting at the table and having my usual hot and nice cup of tea.


 This afternoon I was having a very delicious blend of mint tea 

 With other few spices thrown in the mix to accentuate its favor.

 I wavered my hand at him and smiling I said hello to him too and

 Asked him to stepped in the dining room and invite him to have 

 A nice cup too and he told me grinning that he would be more 

 Than content and very happy to do it since he was in need of

 Having my very good company and having a good conversation

 With me and update me in some recent happenings in Fairyland.


 So he came around and just sat in his usual chair, then served 

 Himself a very nice warm cup of mint tea too. Then he turned

 To face me and started to share with me many things that have

 Been Happening in Fairyland for the last 24 hours or so and I was 

 More than happy to hear what he was sharing with me when all

 Of Suddenly I heard what sounded like a very tiny fainting little

 Childs voice coming somewhere from where he sat and asked

 Him if he's heard it too and then just smiling at me he dipped in

 Deep into one of his shirt pockets and gently brought out ...





 Dorian Petersen Potter
 aka ladydp2000
 copyright@2016




 July.11.2018





“Kindness is a language which the deaf can hear and the blind can see.” 
- Mark Twain- 




~ Authors Notes:

 To be continued in the second part by the title...An Unexpected Visitor Part 2. :))

Copyright © Dorian Petersen Potter | Year Posted 2018

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