A Teeny-Tiny Story To Tell Poem by Hebert Logerie

Everybody has a story to tell
Everyone has an individual tale
What is your story?
Mine is neither sorry
Nor quaggy
On the contrary, I have been lucky
Sprinkled with blessings
I am privileged to hear one of the birds sings
Every single morning
Before the reappearance
Of the almighty sun
And before the recrudescence
Of the adorable moon
My story is short and long
It is simple
Like a sample
It is like a song
It is like a bouquet with no throng
It tastes like your favorite ice-cream
And is unrealistic like a dream
Everybody has a story to tell
Everyone has an individual tale
Tell me a teeny-tiny bit of yours
You can omit the sufferings and the sores.