Edith Garcia

(Blackpool, Lancashire, UK)

The Enchanted Forest

The forest looked weird and gloomy,
Beneath the dark sky and eerie moon;
And the trees swayed rhythmically to and fro,
To the flautist's haunting tune.

The flautist sat on the forest's ferny floor,
Like a strange shaped silhouette;
And the notes that he played so melodiously,
Were the sweetest that I've heard yet.

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