The Children of The Old Oak Tree

The little girl fell asleep 

In the hollow of the old oak tree

And all the children around her dreamt fitfully 

She dreamt she got taller and older

And her eyes got harder and colder

But when the little girl saw herself do terrible things 

She knew it was someone else in her body 

Eventually the little girl woke up 

And her skin was pale and wrinkled 

But the little girl knew she was herself 

Because she had the same soft eyes

And the she fell asleep in a white hospital bed

To the sound of a long drawn out beep

And the little girl never woke up again

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[Glen Yumang Manese]

Eventually the little girl woke up
And her skin was pale and wrinkled
But the little girl knew she was herself
Because she had the same soft eyes
And the she fell asleep in a white hospital bed
To the sound of a long drawn out beep
And the little girl never woke up again
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Eventually the little girl woke up
And her skin was pale and wrinkled
But the little girl knew she was herself
Because she had the same soft eyes
And that she fell asleep in a white hospital bed
To the sound of a long drawn out beep
And the little girl never woke up again

...just a minor area I saw in your last stanza...A tragic story line here with this verse...but yet there is that endearment that she went to a better place for which the dream was not her faith...

[Raya]

Thank you very much :).

[Glen Yumang Manese]

U r welcome...rr me with a new one from time to time...

[Baby Ricochet]

Great story. I enjoyed it. Great job

[Raya]

Thank you :)