One fine day
I walked through the woods
Knowing not
What lay ahead…
Dry leaves crumpling
Under my feet
The birds chirping
In the trees massive…
Alone I walked
Through those woods
Waiting for someone
To accompany me…
The breeze was pleasant
The sweet scent of the wild
I wanted to lose myself
In the pleasant morn…
On reaching a gurgling brook
I came upon a little princess
Trying to pluck the apples
Off the highest branch…
Captivated I was
By the radiant face
The carefree air
That enveloped her…
As I approached she fled
Scared that I may mean harm
She peeped out
From behind the other tree…
I plucked and apple and
Asked her to take it
Hesitatingly she held out her hand
To take the tempting red apple…
Acquaintance blossomed into love
And now I only pray that
This walk through the woods
Should last to eternity…
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