Norman

A wise person once said, "Children learn to read on the laps of their parents." Well, I know I certainly did, so this little poem is a dedication to all the wonderful stories that captivated me as a young child. Love the taste of gingerbread cause of a little man I flew above the roof tops in search of Peter pan I followed little babes when lost in scary wood I carried bow and arrow's to be like Robin hood I shouted Rumpelstiltskin's  scr888  name, a hundred times at least I realized that love was blind when beauty kissed the beast I tried to tell the emperor that he had nothing on I cried when ugly duckling became a graceful swan I didn't like that princess who fused about a pea I sailed with owl and pussy cat, when they were all at sea I thought that little Goldilocks in fact was rather rude I faced a wolf to help a girl, her name, Red Riding Hood I feared when old sly fox put red hen upon his back I climbed a giant's beanstalk, and m