I’ll tell you a story

Ill tell you a story of long ago,
Back when, back there, back to go.
When stories breed stories to say,
Among silent words the performers play.
Watch as the motion swirl to life,
Watch as the deeds of happy and strife.
Watch as the things that come to be,
Watch at the king of Halloween.

And how the tale would come to fold
The end that start to which to bold?
Yet wings that view the skeleton king,
Who has much more to say than to sing.
Tales would come, tale would go,
Tales would even inspire and leave a glow.
But tales are tale we all live and love,
With a twist that stage by puppeteer’s above.

Art: I’ll tell you a story by hontor (Evgeny Hontor)

Note: Her Etsy Shop…


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