Frolic

September 19, 2016

 

Frolic he did, to the hill.

At the edge of the valley, the hill lies dormant.

Surrounded it was, a shroud of darkness.

 

No choice he had, to frolic; he must.

Frolic he did, closer to the hill.

Silence, there was.

 

No choice he had, fear he felt.

Frolic he did.

Regret, there was not.

 

Frolicked he had, now at the hill.

Frolic he must.

The voice did remind.

On he frolicked, into the darkness.

 

Therein lies their end.

 

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