I think this is a poem. I don’t know though. I stayed up all night writing this. It was fun:D Its based on when we were in England and we went to a big rock on top of a hill. Except its not me, its a man. And its not real, its fantasy. Its also kind of has an Irish feel to it. Hope you like it.:) Tell me if there are any spelling errors:D
The hike was long and rough
It made you drip and sweat
But this journey was worth the trip.
Because its a trip I would never forget
The grass was green and the fields were a shiny gold
The cows were grazing on the grass
And magic was to unfold
On the top of the mountain was a cave covered in thick ivy
so thick you couldn’t see the stone
I wanted to go inside and see if there might be something special
and unknown
Just then a man came up to me
his eyes were shimmering with gold
his clothes were a dark thick green
His hair was long and cloudy white
and he had a purple patched hat
and his skin was crusty brown
You dare come up here he said to me
To this sacred holy place
there are creatures of the unknown
that you may not come and seek
Dare go into that cave and suffer the curse
If you dare go in that cave it will not only curse you
but the loved ones around you
I dare! said I
I can take the risk!
I am a man of adventure!
No one can give me commands!
I will dare go in that cave!
My feet were on the dirt and river sands
I walked into the cave with my head held high
and then
I could not believe my eyes
It was no longer a dark cave
it was a village with mini girls and guys.
And it wasn’t just a village
the village was mini too
covered in moss and ivy
mushrooms also grew
The tiny girls and boys were sparkling with golden dust
Dancing in the cave the colour of midnight black.
I could not leave
I could not stop
looking at faries
looking at the dust
looking at the mossy stone houses
looking at the cave in wonder
I just couldn’t stop
Then I realized the trouble I was in
this was the curse that was lurking within
I could not escape
the beauty was too rare
but sadly my loved ones weren’t there
they would cry without me
they would weep when they heard my name
I could just hear their sobbing now
I had to break this curse
I had to break it now
Then I just realized something
I took of my glove
what is more beautiful than love?
I ran out the cave not looking back
The mysterious man was not there
I ran down the mountain
down the golden fields
down the greenest grass
This is definitely a memory That will forever last