Unorthodox fear

His large first impression,
a man of the trees,
The giant I speak of,
not too hard to please.

he's the star of night terrors,
Tremmer to young minds,
but large body about him,
shows a soul through kind eyes.

he lives more afraid,
then any would see,
a body too big,
for the soul that is he.

his posture is slouched,
his head hung low,
he's learned that world likes,
when he has less to show.  

many are scared,
feightning to think,
that the terror within them,
only makes his heart sink.

His genuine is demolished,
through size 15 feet,
but be much rest assured,
he's a friend you can't beat. 

 

idbailey23

VT

YWP Alumni

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