Pixabay image by Marianne Sopala
I actually recorded this if you want to listen along.
The Elephant Child
by D. Wallace Peach
An elephant child, carefree and wild
Walked into the wintry woods
He followed fox tails and jackrabbit trails
Ignoring his mother’s “shoulds”
Of course, he got lost and chilled by the frost
As night began to fall
To his rump he sunk and tooted his trunk
But no one answered his call
Oh, that cold night, to the elephant fright
The clouds began to snow
He sniffled and shivered, shook and quivered
His nose he needed to blow
The blizzard swirled and snowflakes twirled
He plodded on wobbly knees
His head grew stuffy, the snow so fluffy
He blew out a honking sneeze
Losing hope, he started to mope
When in an evergreen tree
He spied a house, just right for a mouse
And he let go a…
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Sue Vincent's Daily Echo 
Thanks so much for sharing, Sue. What a treat! Makes all the fumbling with the microphone worth it. Lol. Happy Writing!
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I couldn’t resist, Diana 🙂
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I have commented before, but wasn’t it delicious?! xx
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It was, Joy 🙂 x
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Thank you, Joy. ❤ Much appreciated!
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This beautiful image has inspired so many beautiful stories and poems ❤
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Thank you! I totally agree. The creativity and imagination of the responses has been amazing. Stay tuned for March’s prompt. ❤
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I certainly will ❤
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It has indeed 🙂
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