On the fairy rock, she came upon a friend.
In spring the Water Nymph came back to see her friends.
The fawn stayed awake all night to bake her birthday cake.
The little wolf loved her more than anyone else in the woods.
She dared to think her escape would go unnoticed.
Goodnight room. Goodnight moon.
The Forest
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The Forest

Among the twigs and brambles I wandered off the track. Didn't know the way I came. Didn't care to look back. The forest came to find me, my wood Read More

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