Rhythms and Rhymes

What days may come 
To sing of joy laugher and fun
Children dance in pools of sun
Spinning in sparkels of forever and hope


Bubbels and rainbows all about
The brightness, the light as the day draws out.
For no storm in south
No muer in the west
Will sway a child on a quest


The shadow will fall 
The trees will bow down 
Don the fairies that on happiness frown
Waken the gloaming, redd eyes in the north
Stike down the wicked- the thunder in east.


Still the rain will not hinder
The dragon not sway
Those little children how dare to play

While writing chapter two I had this vision: “I see this image of a girl. Light Curley hair, surrounded by bubbles and string.  She dances in the sun light, twirling and spinning the string around her as the bubbles refract the sunlight all around her.  Her laughter like bells in the wind.  She is happy…” And the limerick came to mind. I thought of using in the story but it doesn’t fit the narrative of Ami so much. It does fit another character that you will learn about in one of the short stories I will be posting in conjunction with the Edaine Scrolls Series.