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Lost

Lost a wanderer Among the flowers on the shore The blossoms she stopped to adore Found a pup Laying still among the weeds Breathless the wanderer mourned indeed Thought alone but there was a stir among the reeds Curiously the ghostly specter emerged Unable to resist the mischievous urge Cautiously examined the wanderer Wondering what the specter had stopped to ponder In time he decided to turn and pick a berry so fine Offering it up to the wanderer in hopes she would dine Although the specter was clever The wanderer was aware of the forest full of tricksters For long ago she had stopped to talk to the trees Who told the tales of the mischief unseen And long ago the wanderer had asked to be led home But was lost and led deeper into the dark unknown Now remembering the pup And thinking the rabbit was pushing his luck The wanderer leaned forward as if ready to pluck The berry from the eagerly waiting paw But instead she sucked in a breath and let out a mighty caw As the specter scattered away A mighty fire manifested from the wanderers mourning dismay This caused the wanderer to transform Into the mighty bird of flames born Feeling the heat She began to weep While approaching the pup still Lying on the shore Carefully with her beak She nuzzled his cheek Wiping tears in a little heart shaped streak Startled the pup stirred Unaware of what had just occurred Then just like all the times before Up and flew the bird After reviving another pup from the endless mischief that never failed to erupt

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