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The Storyteller
Tell me a story
A Eager voice urges
Wide eyed
With anticipation
Of the adventure
Ahead.
She pulls out a
Book of long
Ago adventures
Of prince and princesses
Of fairytales
And long ago
Days
Of Castles
And Kings
Magic and dreams.
The little girl
Sits back
Transfixed by the
Tales.
She smiles
At her daughter
So full of hope
Someday the gift
Will be passed
On to her
The old book
With stories written
Down for generations.
“One day she’ll write
Down her own
Stories
And continue
The legacy.”
She couldn’t help
But smile
At the thought
Of her little
Girl weaving
Her own stories.
© Michelle R. Kidwell
Friday.June.11.2021