The Storyteller’s Tale

“Today’s image brought back wonderful memories of my childhood. I remember being just like this little boy – minus the laptop – writing my tales. I could never wait to read them to my dear old nan. However bad they were, she always smiled and told me I’d done well. I still have one or two of those tales in my folder. Maybe one day I’ll type them up and share them with you.”

I wrote this poem in answer to the following prompts:
Sadje’s What Do You See – picture above from Pixabay
Ragtag Daily Prompt — Layabout
Fandango’s One-Word Challenge – Haughty

The Storyteller’s Tale

He was the storyteller
A happy little fella.
Sat with grandma, basket, and cat
He told the tale of Brown Rat

While the other kids would layabout
Storyteller’s stories would sprout
He’d write and write
A growing saga all day and night

Some village kids were naughty
Others oddly rude and haughty
Storyteller was a good chappie
Quietly tapping away and always happy

Storyteller wrote for one special reason
Tales of adventure, love, and high treason
A story was always worthwhile
To see his grandma smile


Thanks for reading my friends.

There’s more in the Poetry CornerPoetry Nook, and the Short Story Collection

Have a great day!

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