Story Time - Poem by Rebecca Navarre
Can see Grandma sitting in her rocking chair.
Grand children sitting in her arms, there. With
a smile a mile wide, and a sparkle in her eye.
Because she knows, for her and them, it's story
time...And as the cloud in the skies...Turn into,
the oceans tide... Suddenly we're...On a pirate
ship, and she's the Princes bride. And Robin hood
and all his friends, are there at Westleys side...
And Peter pan will be coming along soon, with some
fairy dust, and we're all gonna fly...Into any fairy
tale that comes to mind...With always so many adventures
inside... to find. But at the ending of the rhyme, Grandma
insist...Must end in her, and her knight Westley, in a kiss...
Which of course always ends with, the children's reaction to
this...Ewe! ! ! ! !
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