The wind whistled through the reeds
and frogs leaped from their pads
a change was certainly, and rapidly, brewing
then silence was all the night had
A glowing light rose out of the ground
and all eyes of the night stared eager to see
what strange and mysterious creature
from down deep it could be
There were two half balls that rose up first
each with an eye that roamed all around
and each half ball was on a wavy stick
that weaved down into a crown
The crown sat on a tiny purple head
which was in front of large colorful wings
and they were connected to a small purple body
that kept looking like a great many things
All eyes then blinked several times
and gone they flew into the night
they'd heard the gruesome tales of how
winged creatures from the ground weren't right
Then the purple winged creature was topside
where it spread its wings letting out a glow
but no eyes saw the warm sweet light of love
for there was no one there who wanted to know
So the little strange purple winged creature
descended back down into the ground
promising that when someone was near
it would again come back around
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