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Feb 2018
The whirling wind blew,
So she looked to the sky.
There, a stray raven flew
Nobody quite knows why.

The dragon flapped her wings,
However she tried too hard to fly
And dropped some of her things.
Nobody quite knows why.

A butterfly landed on the dragons leg.
So while scratching her thigh,
She laid an egg.
Nobody quite knows why.

The dragon fell, bruising a hip
After all, she’s no longer spry
It hurt her more than her usual trip
Nobody quite knows why.

Even after all this time,
She still waves goodbye
To her dear friend free of any crime
Nobody quite knows why.

So with that bird in the air,
half her things missing,
she gave birth to an heir.

Age holding her down,
Her heart set a flutter,
She lay upon the ground.
I originally wrote this as a bunch of random stanzas all ending in Nobody quite knows why before reordering them and putting them together to make this poem. I really like how this turned out, since this was my first narrative poem.
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Alyssa  F/Wisconsin
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