TALES FROM THE FOREST

Poem

I was in the woods dark and strange

resting on a bridge

when out of the air did there appear

a maid so fair

Are you lost? She asked

No, I’m not lost, I just don’t know where am

She smiled

Well, all who wander are not lost, she said

Can you show me the way out of these woods?

Yes, this way

I followed her for a while in silence

What is you name, I asked finally?

Beatrice, she answered.

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