Who knew

On a day such as this one,
There was a girl who knew.
No one was sure what of,
Or why the wind blew.

They did know however,
That this girl knew to little,
To be here telling the histories,
To those old and brittle.

She spoke of past times,
Of days with dragons and lairs.
She spoke of war and defeat,
And a great time of despair.

She revealed wishes and wonders,
And secrets to behold.
Her reasoning was something,
She knew to with hold.

This time is far gone now,
Its ashes gone too.
And it was all brought up,
By the girl who knew.





Ashley Owens
9/12/07