Story Factory
They come from far,
They come from wide,
They come to hear a story
From the other side;
A million stories deep,
Way down under,
The Story Factory
Is a place of wonder;
Everyday it’s new;
Everyday it’s true;
Every time a story starts
Their ears are stuck like glue;
A tale of Hope,
A tale Divine,
A tale they’ve been longing for
Every single time;
Stories are for fun,
Stories are a game,
But listen to these stories
And you’ll never be the same;
We live a life of stories,
Yes, you know it’s true,
I’m a Story Factory
And so are you.
2 comments:
Somewhere, the spirit of Shel Silverstein is clapping and laughing and dancing.
Thanks for these poems!
Somewhere, the spirit of Shel Silverstein is clapping and laughing and dancing.
Thanks for these poems!
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