Once upon a time,
I used to dream for light,
As I slept alone in bed.
And there I lay,
Either filled with thoughts,
Or filled with an empty head.
Then one cold night,
As the moon rose high,
I saw a book on the shelf,
I wiped off the dust,
And closed my eyes,
And then...
I read.
"*Hello Cynthia!
Welcome back!
We missed you!*",
They all said.
And then I followed them home,
Deep through the woods,
Never to be seen again.
Jan 19, 2019
Jan 19, 2019 at 4:35 AM UTC
Once upon a time,
I used to dream for light,
As I slept alone in bed.
And there I lay,
Either filled with thoughts,
Or filled with an empty head.
Then one cold night,
As the moon rose high,
I saw a book on the shelf,
I wiped off the dust,
And closed my eyes,
And then...
I read.
"*Hello Cynthia!
Welcome back!
We missed you!*",
They all said.
And then I followed them home,
Deep through the woods,
Never to be seen again.
I just love Winnie the Pooh. It was my whole child hood and it brings back so many memories when I watch it. I honestly love them. So so much.
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