Our next door neighbor was a
Kindly elderly man who told
Us he was a retired magician.
He would gladly come over
When invited for dinner. And
He would amaze our youngest
Daughter with magic tricks.
One evening he told us this
May be the last time he
Would be able to make it
Over–he had an incurable
Disease and would soon
Perform the ultimate
Disappearing act.
One afternoon I was walking
In the woods and noticed an
Opening in the side of a hill
Partially covered by vines.
It looked like a cave, and
Luckily I had a flashlight
With me. I started into the
Dark cavern. It was eerily
Quiet and damp. The farther
I went inside, I began to hear
Strange music. And to my
Amazement, I came upon a
Glowing purple rock–I had
Stumbled upon an Enchanted
Cavern.
Wordman of Alcatraz 