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Once Once upon a time Over and over agai

Once...Once upon a time...
Over and over again
Martha would tell us her stories
In the hazel glen.

Hers were those clear gray eyes
You watch and the story seems
Told by their beautifulness
Tranquil as dreams.

She""d sit with her two slim hands
Clasped round her bended knees
While we on our elbows lolled
And stared at ease.

Her voice and her narrow chin
Her grave small lovely head
Seemed half the meaning
Of the words she said.

"Once...Once upon a time..."
Like a dream you dream in the night
Fairies and gnomes stole out
In the leaf green light.

And her beauty far away
Would fade as her voice ran on
Till hazel and summer sun
And all were gone

All fordone and forgot
And like clouds in the height of the sky
Our hearts stood still in the hush
Of an age gone by. .

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