Aurora, she is called.
With beauty as bright as a diamond.
Attracts animals from all around.
Her voice, like an angel soaring above.
A blue bird she calls.
All perched up and proud on her finger.
A beautiful song the blue bird sings.
The blue bird flies away and soars away in the sky.
A true love she searches.
From every height, to every low.
A evil witch, casts a spell on her.
One prick of the finger, and she's asleep forever.
She dreams of a true loves kiss to break.
He searches every high and every low.
Searching for her.
And at last, the spell is broken.
This was a very pretty poem, I liked the figurative language you used to really make this story different and interesting.
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