In a land far far away.
Down by the sea.
Out near the caves.
There stood a giant.
And he was after me.
Only because he liked
the taste of human flesh.
I thought maybe I could reason
with this giant of a troll.
I tried to tell him I only came
for the sparkling glass.
It must have come from the sea
just for me.
For the sea is wise in the way it rolls.
To bring in these sparkling pebbles
just for me.
He replied, well, the mountains and
the hills must be wise to send you
" a human" down from the mountains.
Just for me.
11:30 AM 6/12/ 2015 Friday I wrote this down because of my 8yr old granddaughter. I ask her to tell me a story, She did And I told her this story. She said I should put it on my poetry page. Because they will like it. There is a beach in northern Calif. that sends the polished glass back onto the beach.
Huell Howser did the show for 18 seasons called California's Gold. It was on every Sunday. He passed away Jan 2013, now the show is called Rob ON The Road which also showcases Calif.
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