Story-a-day - Day Twenty Seven

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

Day Twenty Seven

There once was a young girl named Lily

She liked to wear things that were frilly

She danced and she drew

Preferred flip-flop to shoe

And objected when Mom called her silly

There once was a young girl named Rosy

Loved to snuggle up all warm and cozy

Her objective was fun

Her laugh second to none

But her sister would say that she’s nosy