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[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => Thanks to the Crossroads
[time] => 2008-08-19 02:49:36
[hometext] => I wrote this back in 1996...found it in a bunch of old papers from high school
[bodytext] => I came to a crossroads one windy autumn day Looking in every direction I try to make up my mind This way and that trying to decide which way Not knowing yet what I would find Turning back to the bridged that I had debated to cross To find out that it burned after I crossed it Looking at my choices again, the path to the right was bright and heavily covered in moss While the one to my left was dark gloomy and covered in a heavy mist Getting close to nightfall I decided to bed down for the night Waking the next morning to find myself at the base of a giant stone wall And oh! What a beautiful sight Then I heard a lovely voice singing from somewhere on the other side Walking along the wall I tried to find a way in Thinking to myself if within I could reside Wondering about the voice that was coming from within I came upon a gate after a couple of hours or so Which had to be at least 20 feet high Opening before me to find a fountain from which the clearest water did flow While all the could escape my lips was a gentle sigh For inside these walls stood a magnificent castle With a courtyard of the brightest green Everything was perfect with nothing out of place, not a single tassel For it was within that courtyard that I saw her, the most beautiful woman I had ever seen With long hair of copper hue that flowed to her lower back Wearing a blue satin gown the matched the color of her eyes After seeing her I lost my balance falling to the ground upon my back Immediately a feeling rushed over me and I felt as if I could fly “Why don’t you come back with me?” I asked her Back to the Crossroads I am sorry to say that I cannot fine sir For many years within this place I have called this abode “How many years have you been here?” I asked her I will answer you question but will you first come inside with me As I entered the foyer there was a faint scent of incense and myrrh At which time she answered saying, “I have been here all 19 years of my life you see” No one was ever supposed to find me here in this place And now I must ask you to leave me But before you do I have only one request Will you kiss me? 1996 [comments] => 2 [counter] => 229 [topic] => 14 [informant] => ingeniusidiot [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DreamsandWishes )
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