Post by CASPER on Jan 17, 2005 0:01:49 GMT -5
{ This is a Faerie Tale for my great niece Ally }
From beyond the eternal stars into the depths of every soul I will be your guide , come with me & wanders you will see....
We fly through fields of diamond dust like the eyes of angels scattered across the heavens, straight on until morning.... Now look there, just past the third star to the right, a planet bright with blues & greens,., We fall past clouds of willowy white . Then glide over streams of cool crystal green & fields in bloom at the height of spring .
Until we see two young lovers sitting in the highest branches of a wise old tree... They look like bright eyed babes of no more than five, although it truth, they are one hundred & fifty five, mid teen age in the life of the gentile Tolkien breed. Ally gently slaps her over eager soul joined mate, unconvincingly chastising his wandering hands saying, Billy stop, with a naughty gleam in her eye... Billy laughs as he pulls at his pointed left ear, he says "that's me" & steals another kiss upon her cheek...
He dose not lie, for such a child of mischief was he, all the village knows his name, as his mother would so often warn "Billy STOP!!!" The name was sure to stick.....
Ally laughs at his sweet foolishness & returns a kiss in kind for free.. Then she pushes him saying "Now quit !"- Oh! She stares in wide eyed surprise as Billy tumbles back wards off the branch with arms flailing & eyes blinking from the unexpected shock...
Agile as a spider monkey Billy Stop rolls tail over head & grips branch after branch spinning him self round and about down to the the ground, where he plants his feet & raises his face, smiling at the girl he one day hopes to make his bride...
"Billy Stop what trouble are you causing now boy?!", Is heard from across the virgin field of unsowed wild oats.... It is an elders voice that calls....
Billy leaps behind the ancient oak & looks up to blow a kiss to his love before he rolls into the oat field attempting to avoid Allys Great Uncle Casper.....
Ally smiles with a sigh, already missing her sly Billy Stop... Below Allys Great Uncle Casper shakes his head in mock disapproval, watching the thick field of oats part sway & bend in a zig zagging line, betraying the path of Billy Stops hasty, low crawling, retreat....
With an admiration he would Deni, Casper secretly thinks," The boy is quick, if not in whit,., Was I ever so young & so in love ?" A smile sneaks across his lips then disappears as he turns his attention to the highest branches of the mighty oak where Ally now hides... "Ally ?" The elder Tolkien demands... " That squirrelly pup will lead you to ruin. Leave him be & come home with me now..."
Ally grins in playful defiance, so sure is she that not even the watchful eyes of her Great Uncle Casper could spy her if she did not wish it... Ally knew the tree would co-conspire with her needs... Stout branches spread wide with a dense cloak of leaves, she was safe from all voyeurs save for you & for me....
Nearly as old as the eldest Tolkien breed, the robust old oak was called the kissing tree.. For it had harbored & guarded more errant lovers than young Billy & Ally.....
I swear I'll finish this one day }
