A person in silhouette against a large window in an abandoned room

With once ‘pon a time

I’ll tell you a story
so gather around
I heard as a child a
mysterious sound

It came from the darkness
and grew in the night
As stars started singing
in voices of light

The song was a tale
without sense, without rhyme
And began, as all stories
with once ‘pon a time


This poem was originally published as a twitter post, which you can find here

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Chris Smedbakken

Chris is a Swedish author and journalist with an affinity for tea, cats & the magically realistic. And lasagna of course. Never forget.

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