I dreamt
one night of the garden,
In the midst of which was the tree. 
The apple was so tempting 
To eternal youth it was the key 
The fountain 
was so enticing,
‘Though my fear 
would not let me be 
The scales of judgment 
were set against me,
So I went in search of different scales 
To finish my nap in peace.
Poetrydicechallenge # 4
Jerry E Smith
©7/24/17
Poetry Dice Challenge #4, this weeks entry
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