Opal's Prophecy

we all know an Opal.

‘Opal’s Prophecy’

 

In a near land, to the left of the metropolis lives a girl

Her name is opal.

Like the pearl.

Try as she might she finds solace in time

 

Our lovely girl named Opal.

 

Open her up and peer inside.

A wedding that stretches to the beginning of time

Will will tell how things will play out

 

For our lovely girl named Opal.

 

Like a crystal ball

It’s a crystal ball so fine and fair

Opal looks into it and sees nothing but glare

Gleam glow with a goading ghost, there’s a new knock at her door.

An odour that is yet to come yields nothing but love per;

 

Opal foresees the same old gleam

That the One that reads these words

Will one day mean the most to her.

 

Until that day comes, I hope Opal stays

To the left of metropolis

Until I can see her again

 

            My lovely girl named Opal.

Author's Note

nonsense; be honest