Tis How the Story Was Told
Tis how the story was told.
Old toad jump up on a lilly
Pad lost and alone
For his love was gone
Carried away in the
Wind they say
On that very day.
When the rain
Just came and stayed
An unwelcome blanket of tears
Tis how the story was told.
The old toad still sits on that
Old lilly pad in his ghostly form
Waiting on the Strom to blow in
once again in hopes
It blows his love back
To stay,Tis how the story
Was told and i take it to me grave,
Copyright © Venita Schindler | Year Posted 2016
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