The Aspiring Bard

I have decided to post my short stories as separate pages, so that they don't take up so much space on the main part of my blog. Thanks! ~Janie

Glowing jewels, Bright against a midnight sky. Catching the breeze, Away they fly. Small golden lights, Floating in the moonless night. Dancing away, Fading from sight.

Come sit awhile And stay awhile I'll sing you a song to pass the while... A song of days gone by. I'll sing of the deeds Of great kings of old, Of legends now left To rot and mold With the bones of yesteryear. Of dragons I'll sing, And fair dragon-gold, Hoarded for ages In deep caverns cold, Luring the brave to their doom. I'll sing of heroes, The heroes of old, With strong arm of might, And sword-steel so cold. And valorous names they won. So, come sit awhile, And stay you awhile, I'll sing you a song to pass the while... A song of days gone by.