Am I a storyteller? Well, yes, I guess y’could say so It’s true I can tell a tale or two If y’really wanna know
Treetop-Tall Tales to too-Short Stories
And everything in between
Th’ pictures I paint, when I tell well…
Like nothin’ you ever seen!
Why, I can make you cry in the blink of an eye Make y’laugh ‘til yer two sides ache I can make ya think ‘til yer brain dries up I can give you all that you can take
I tell tall-tales of Tar-Babies, and the Tortoise and the Hare And joyfully weave my words around those ears that seem to care I tell true tales of th’ Love and Faith, and Forgiveness we all need: Healing words which help restore all those who Hear . . . and Heed
Tales of fairies, family and friends, in-laws (outlaws, too!) Ghosts and goblins, too-many-kids-and-their-momma, all livin’ in a shoe! Pigs and princes, witches and kings, bears, li’l girls lost in the wood Paupers and pipers and pirates, and more – tales of evil an’ tales of good
Fables, parables, myths, allegories Any and all may make wonderful stories Legends, folk tales, and tales of nonsense Some are so silly, but others – intense!
Stories may tease us, Stories can please us Stories might open our eyes The Stories that reach us? – those Stories can teach us …Stories are Heard by the Wise
I see stories everywhere, and I learn them in my heart Then, when I have th’ chance to share, th’ words just seem to start And, whether we weep, or think, or laugh, or feel – as We, Together, Share a Story What we share there, for a Moment in Time – is Storytelling’s Glory .