And she fell and fell down the hole..Hit the bottom and remained there Darkness and depression surrounded her She was too weak to move or speak And so weeks turned into month turned into years One day she opened her eyes and a slice of bread lay in her lap Hesitant at first she nibbled it The next day there were two slices and she ate them Time passed until she felt strong enough stand up Determined she climbed up the hole again Above the ground she was flashed by the sudden brightness The cerulean blue sky The soft breeze The birds singing mellifluous songs The sweet scent of honeysuckleβ¦. She was not used to it But she found bliss in all these things Years passed but one day She returned to the entrance of the hole with a wheelbarrow of soil And filled it up until it was no longer So that nobody could ever go there