All that Glitters

Lost in the realms

Stuck in the dungeon,

Fire breathing down on me

Scared of all the little noises

I watch with content

All that glitters near me

The treasure and the gold

All within my reach

In the dark shadows

Lurks a powerful ring

Able to rule and control,

And bring chaos to all

What shall I do?

When I find my precious?

Shall I keep it for myself?

Or throw it in the fire?

Jo Anne Kennedy

July 2015