I remember it well.
The stories that were told.
Close to my dear heart they I will hold
of the stories that were told legend and legacy.
Of a land of beauty and wisdom
a grand land full of anceint magic and mystery.
The home of my great grandmother before she departed.
She left family and friends to journey to a distant land.
Legends are what she told of her home of green, rainbows,
and the wee little people.
Legacy is what she left, from legend to beautiful truth
of the shores she once roamed.
For I to am also part of that land of legend,
her blood is my blood, and a grand legacy is what she left
of the shores she use to roam for that to is also my home.
Written by:Crystal-dragon
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