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The work contained on this page is the property and copyright of Michael L Morris. Candlekeep claims no rights or ownership of the text below and has permission from the author to host this material on the site. This work is taken from Michael's online net novel "Flowers in the Wind". Please email Michael with any comments and feedback.
Listen Child
Listen child, to the song, the story I tell
Of long ago and far away...
Of a time and a place not unlike our own
Save for the power of the magic...Listen child to the song now upon the wind
Floating across all the ages...
To the hearts of the people who cherish dreams
Written with love on the pages...So carry me far on the winds of the dreams
Wait, for they'll take me there...
To the lands of the memories fallen...
And recalled only in the night.Listen child to the words of the songs we sing
Echoing softly forever...
In our hearts we will always remember these
Forgotten realms of the past...We can fly... We have wings...
We can soar... Float in dreams...
Carry me... So high...
On the wind... In the night...Listen child to the song, the story I tell
Of long ago and far away...
Of a time and a place not unlike our own
Save for the power of our dreams.