Strawberry Jam

The little girl watches as her grandmother boils the jam

"I have a duty for you" she calls the girl

"Fill the jars with this jam, I will be back"

The little girl tries her best

Ends up spilling the jam

"It's ok" whispers the Grandmother

She is back, 

With a kasette player

She puts a kasette in

"This is your present" she whispers to the girl

"I made a kasette for you"

"Take it home and I will read you a story every night"

The kasette begins to play:

"Once upon a time, 

in a worldwith the greenest of fields

 and the bluest of skies, 

lived a prince.

The bravest of all, a fighter he was,

with his steel armour and the whitest of horses.

All he's missing was his princess. 

Who knows, perhaps it is you."

Reviews

[Scott Mou]

I felt like the story needed to be fleshed out a little more, also this didnt really feel like a piece of poetry.