Little Red Riding Hood
To Grandmother's house You go
To visit that kind old lady
Who lives in the forest alone
The basket of goodies
Will brighten her day
Hopefully the bad wolf
Will stay away
A beautiful day for a walk
Through the woods so fair
Birds in the trees chirping
Here and the you see a deer
You hear water running through the stream nearby
Fish jumping and splashing
Flowers dot the sides of the trail
Butterflies take flight
Off to Grandmother's house
She's waiting
Have a nice visit
With that kind old lady
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A nursery rhyme revisited is it to be continued with the wolf?
Thank you
Nice write and recap.
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One of my favourite childhood stories, even though the big bad wolf had also planned a visit. Thanks for the memory Tony. Nicely composed.
Obviously knowing the story, this is a refreshingly wholesome documentary about the celebration of nature of the woods, that Red Riding Hood's Grandmother calls home.
Though also, whilst reading this, I sense that you've might have written this as the "calm before the storm", that leads up to that terrifying scene.
Bravo Tony36, and I hope that all is well.
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