At the Weeping Well
At The Weeping Well
At the Weeping Well,
When time stood still,
I heard a sound,
And turned around,
You were standing there,
A stone in your hand,
Then your eyes opened,
And i fell in,
When i awoke
You were gone,
And the stone on the ground.
Copyright © Martyn Bishop | Year Posted 2023
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