Caren Krutsinger Poet Rhyme

German's Black Forest

Germany’s favorite black forest back in her day
Knew how to distribute her leaves right away.
They formed a beautiful orange and red sea.
As pumpkins grew on vines in numbers of three.

Witches and warlocks came to get a tiny peek.
They were excited by the leaves they did not seek.
Because the leaves were magical, followed them home.
Making their spells easy, turning into a gnome.

Was this magic we did or magic done to us?
They asked others, without much of a fuss.
Germany’s forests have a mind of their own.
Better take the leaves back to their blessed home,

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Angela Crabtree October 21, 2020 at 7:03 PM You never disappoint in your poems, Caren. Another great one! My husband did military training in the Black Forest. I told him about your poem. He said that when he was there, even in the middle of the day it was so dark in the thickest part that they had to use their flashlights. Caren Krutsinger October 22, 2020 at 5:04 PM I saw a photo and it is amaziing. Thank you!