Lena
and sweetest in the gale is heard
and sore must be the storm
and sore must be the storm
An even better result careened thereafter – and Lena smiled at the rumble of gratitude. Even if weaponry would never be her cup of tea, at least she could assist others, in the most minor of circumstances. “You’re welcome.” Grabbing hold of her basket and things collected at her feet, she wondered if she’d improved a little too – even if it was just aim and dexterity, which could benefit in all walks of life. Shrugging her shoulders and shaking the thought out of her head, she pushed her basket further up her arm, and made a motion to hasten further down the beach. “I’m going to go search for those animals now. I hope you have a good day!”
And with that, she did just as she said, with a light little wave, hastening towards new fauna.
{FIN}
And with that, she did just as she said, with a light little wave, hastening towards new fauna.
{FIN}
that could abash the little bird
that kept so many warm
that kept so many warm
