Roy A. Payne
Good Old Days
There was once a little girl of three;
she would sit upon her Grandpa's knee.
They'd have a snack and drink some juice
While he read to her from Mother Goose. Humpty Dumpty and Little Bo Peep—
"Why was the hill Jack climbed so steep?"
Three Little Pigs and Red Riding Hood—
Was that the same wolf? He was no good!"
On and on in make believe.
A few made her laugh and for some she grieved.