jared the wizard

It was the last day here for a magical man with a beautiful heart on wonderful journey.

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A man and his beard, hair aloft in the wind,
His magic united this crew.
A wizard dressed normally, bangs bobby pinned,
Electricity running through.

He grew a family, from seeds hand picked,
Which he raised into a forest.
Many words typed, and mice right clicked,
A uniquely talented florist.

The trees multiplied with a life of their own,
The green, it filled his heart.
So. much. love. for the seeds he’d sown,
A marvelous form of art.

Onward and upward to lands anew,
He must be moving on.
The trees, they waved and whispered adieu,
As he rode into the dawn.