The Yarn Spinner
Oh teller of tales
and weaver of
dreams straight
to my heart
you do speak
With your words you enchant
be it ode, verse or rhyme and
I yearn for your stories, like a remedy
How you mellow my soul,
spinning tales of your woe
as the days drift carelessly by
What a sad world it would be
without raconteurs like thee
to set our imagination on fire!
Lynn West
(c) 2009
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Powerful and deep! Love it
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