~~ Once upon a Time… ~~


In a hidden valley, deep with snow

Where frozen blizzard wind did blow,

On a frosty, frigid morn

A sweet, wee, girl child was born.

Her mother lived in exile, poor

The wolf seemed always at the door.

They struggled each day, hoped to endure

But of success they were never sure


The older daughter worked as a maid

Tasks were many, but little paid

She carries on with head hung low

She has nowhere else to go 


Mother was ill but raised the child 

Who was beautiful, sweet, and mild

 While older daughter carried on

And worked, it seemed from dawn to dawn


( shhhh!…, the muse is asleep now, and the pen is dry)

Good Night Everybody

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