My Love

Not a day passes by that I don't think of you
Everything I did was for you.
I never knew that life was so short
The thing that broke was my heart.
Every time I think of you I cry
Why did you have to die?
Always I pray that you would come back to me
But I have to let things be
You're gone and I can't change that
But I want you to know that I will
Always love you.

~*~*~
Little People

There was a time
When little people roamed the earth,
Searching for tranquility.
They were kind and carefree
Not looking for trouble,
But once the Humans trampled on
Crushing their homes with their
Titanic feet.
They looked but where would
They go.
Nowhere,
Perhaps into the soil they
Went, to build new homes.
Disappearing is the only
Possible way to live.
Never to be seen again by nature.
The sky weeped at the scene and
Raindrops fell heavily on the ground.
With every drip-drop was an angry cry.
But the water didn't help to bring
Them back.
And so the legend goes on, until one
Of them rose again.
Out from the earth he came to save
Their race again.
A wife he took and made from magic to
Help his family grow.
So on they lived until the end of time.

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