The Quarrels Of Yesterday

Once there lived three little friends
Whose names were Mat, Pat and Trends
Play and play that's all they do
And pull little tricks that no one else could
Like make money from your pocket disappear
Or you open your book and find lots of tear
The masters of mischief were always at play
But something happened to them one day

The three friends were doing what that do best
Having fun causing trouble, you can guess the rest
While in a corner that is out of sight
Dark and gloomy with no ounce of light
One little elf was hatching a scheme
To divide the three friends is this elf's one dream

Suddenly he sprang up with an idea in mind
"I've got it" said the elf "how to make them unbind"
Out did he jump with much joy and glee
He saw the friends and climbed up a tree
The elf brought out something and threw it in their path
It hit the ground with a thud and laid there flat
"What's that?" Trends said "fallen apple I guess"
"I'm starving for apples" said Pat giving his tommy a caress
The three friends moved forward with Mat in the lead
When they saw what it was, their eyes shine with greed

It wasn't an apple, try to guess what it is
You can take your best shot and I'm sure you'd miss
For it was a pouch filled with golden coins
Mat swallowed hard and girded up his loins
He bent a little about to pick
A smack he received on the arm from a stick
"Holy rooster in the morning sun!!
Where in apples name did the smack come from!!?"
Exclaimed Mat turning round
And at last, the source of the smack he found
"Trends!!!" he shouted, annoyed 'n' irritated
While on the tree, the elf celebrated
"well..." said Trends "it was I who saw it first
Agree I should take it, to avoid an outburst"

"Whoa Whoa!" said Pat with hands in the air
"I should take it for it was my hunger that brought us here"
Suddenly, an argument erupted
Amongst the three friends whom by money had been corrupted
Can't they just share this pouch which they had found?
Well they're kids and hey this happens all around

The elf from the tree at the commotion peeked
Gently he climbed down and the pouch he sneaked
Up he climbed again with his super pointy hat
"Hold right there!!" someone exclaimed, it was tall sharp Mat
Not to the elf of course not
But to the friend whom had never ever fought
From the tree eyes peered at them, it was the elf
Mat pointed to his friends then to himself
"We're fools" he said "now I know your eyes are useless
Can't you see the pouch is gone? this argument is pointless"

They both paused then realisation dawned in
"With you two" angry Trends said "is where I should have never been
If you had let me take it this wouldn't have happened
Now it's gone like a mirage though I just had my eyes sharpened"
Trends turned and walked home
Pat was cold to the bone
"I hate you two" he said "them lovely coins gone
So is my dream of getting ice cream today where'll this opportunity again come from?
Pat turned and left leaving Mat all alone
Angry and disappointed, he also went home

The elf did his victory dance, he had succeeded at last
Night disappeared and morning came, the elf's joy was over fast
For he saw the tree friends playing, causing trouble they're back together
"I can't believe I failed!!" said the elf "Well I'll have to try again when they're older."

Kids, they can't be separated for long
In their heart Is imbedded, a beautiful melodious song
We're always grumpy as arguments in our heads replay
Kid don't hold unto grudges, or the quarrels of yesterday
Our heart is filled with malice and we're lost in it like a maze
If we're all like kids, won't this world be a better place?

Reviews

[barleygirl]

I very much admire someone who can sustain a story this long in poetic form, even tho there are a few bumps in rhyme & rhythm . . . more than made up for becuz you wove in so many different lessons all along. Altho your final lesson about kids not holding a grudge is definitely a great ending note, I was equally impressed by the many other subtle lessons thru-out, such as why didn't they just share it? There's always one mean-spirited one in every group who tries to tear others apart, but it's a good feeling when he/she doesn't succeed. Nice work of imagination.

[Jerryyoung1z]

Thanks so so much for reading and reviewing. To be honest, I always look forward to your thought on a work of mine. Thanks again

[His]

I love this! It's a great story and I love how you wrote it ^_^ also you could make it into an actual story if you wanted too

[Jerryyoung1z]

Thanks Ruby, I think I'll leave it the way it is.

[Archos]

Beautiful and creative. Not only was the story nice, but you've created a great, cozy atmosphere by the word choice. It felt consistent, nothing seemed out of place and I really appreciate the positive ending.

[Jerryyoung1z]

Thanks so so much for your positive review

[SJ Mullins]

A beautiful story woven with many lessons that we can all take heed of. Great read, and nice splash of ink!

[Jerryyoung1z]

Thanks for reading and reviewing

[Coyote Poetry]

A great story told in the poetry.
"Kid don't hold unto grudges, or the quarrels of yesterday
Our heart is filled with malice and we're lost in it like a maze
If we're all like kids, won't this world be a better place?"
I agree with the above ending. If we had the mind-set of a child. The world would be a better place. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Jerryyoung1z]

Thank you so so much for the review, I appreciate it

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome my friend.