ere time – ere

by Mar 11, 2003Poetry

Ere time,
Ere life,
Ere all is lost,

The wood elves came along the wind,
From places far we’ve never been,

Dwarves, elves and merry folk,
Some to hide- some for a smoke,

A long pipe runs to his furry feet,
A stop on the way to the stormy seas,

Ere the days became long and hard,
Twas a beautiful refuge for those of afar.

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