There was once a girl as light as feathers.
Mom and Dad had named her Heather.
She had to tie herself to trees
Or she'd be stolen by the breeze.
One day she met a man named Brock
Whose body weighed down like a rock.
And then they had a kid named Steven
Whose weight was nice, and normal, even.
-Sara K. Berndt
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The Big Berndt Book of Poems and Faerie Tales
कविताTired of reading those same old classic faerie tales, the ones published hundreds of years ago? This book promises poetry and faerie tales for the explorer, the creator, the kings and queens of their own fate! Most of these poems and faerie tales ta...
