Snowlef laughed as she was being chased
Through the Tower of Dreams in the Reading Place
Her mother, Locke, commanded she stop
Though Snowlef didn’t until the Paniom dropped
Sintair stood frozen in time
Once again he’d stepped out of line
Snowlef watched on although she couldn’t move
Knowing full well her mother disapproved
“This is the library, children, the Reading Place
It is not a room to play and race
It is for calm, and peace, a place to relax
Not one for sudden surprise attacks!
“Now go outside to the gardens and play
I’ve extended time to give you more day
The Paniom has been set back an hour”
As the Goddess Locke controlled Time’s power
Tom
If only we could grant ourselves an extra hour in the day that easily! 🙂
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I would probably overuse that ability, Diane…!
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Yep, me, too! 🙂
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Fond memories of trying to keep control of little ones – you might as well be herding cats!!! 🙂 ❤
Blessed Be my friend!!! 🙂 ❤
Prenin.
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Oh indeed, Prenin.
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