Story-a-day - Day Thirty Seven

This post is part of a series of short stories and poems.

Day Thirty Seven 

On Saturday we climbed a mountain with our close, dear friends

You’ll never guess just how this lovely fairytale ends

Now let me say the weather was the best it’s been in months

I did not turn down anything they offered me, not once

That means I ate black currant cake and beer and ice cream too

Fresh snap peas from the garden, bacon, what’s a girl to do?

And then the coffee, bread and veggies with my bacon lunch

Let’s not forget the wild strawberries on the hike I munched!

Now there were games and goats and sheep and a horse named Skarlet

But it was Balthazar who proved he was the worthy pet

A mouse and then a bird breathed their last breath on this dear earth

The bird he could have left, but with that mouse he proved his worth

Now I could have gone three more days without eating one thing

But when we got home I just had to have one more big fling

I downed a candy bar, and I just shoved it down the trap

And soon thereafter all I could think was why did I do that?

And with a bucket next to me, I went to bed, my friends

And that, dear ones, is how this lovely fairytale ends