Category : Poems

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Small feet dashed through thick mud as cold rain fell, the feet bare and dress she wore flowing behind her. Her blonde hair flew as she ran, laughing and giggling brightly as a large male chased after her, picking the child up and tickling her. He kissed her cheeks and blew on her tummy whilst the child laughed and kicked, a young woman moving to them and taking the child from the male. The woman smiled softly and held the child close, kissing the male gently in greeting. A loud howl long and low sounded and the small family of three ran, mother holding child and husband holding wife as he hid them quietly. He ran off after to direct the pack of rogues away from his family, never to be seen or heard from again. Ever since, the mother had raised the child and told her great stories of her father, though the mother soon passed from an illness when the child turned fourteen. She planned the funeral and went to a foster home, soon getting adopted out into a family of three, a mother, father, and a little boy to whom she became a loving daughter and sister. Ever since, no trouble has been caused and the female had a good life. Her name was Sweet Rose.