Tirah, Mythology Fantasy
I was born in ancient Egypt, a girl,
a princess with a necklace of pearl;
death came while still young,
my beauty still unsung . . . .
My tomb holds myths written and art,
drawings depicting an underworld chart;
with each dawn I have a beating heart.
I roam the world during the day,
at night in my tomb, I lay;
in the sun, I am happy and gay.
Not alone am I, destined to endless time,
we can slip into your world anytime;
appear quite normal, quite sublime,
but always this girl- will bring a necklace of pearl.
my name is Tirah . . .
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April 26, 2017
Rhyme/Tirah, Mythology Fantasy
Copyright Protected, ID 895697
YGGDRASIL Me Contest
White Wolf
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Just my imagination, no such girl or myth.
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