At Your Own Risk

Tales of lore fill my soul
I hunger for those days
I've tried to reveal their goals
In the stories I have told.

The days I write about
Are as true as real gold
For I have lived them
And one day they'll be sold.

I've put them all down
And named them "Bits and Pieces of my Mine"
That should give you an indication
Read them at your own risk.

                                       Cile Beer
Copyright © | Year Posted 2007

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