They traveled...
and regaled us with tales
Of mountains and castles
and seas they've sailed
The inns were splendid,
the vistas grand
The ocean green
on silver sand
...we ate apples on a moon-bathed fell
it was almost heaven, but we didn't tell...
J~
Today's poem-a-day prompt: travel
Lovely, Janet. "Apples in a moon-bathed fell," such a simple thing. How can it yield such credibility?
ReplyDeleteah...the things we never tell;)
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