Story Poems 3

A handsome stag, with antlers long,

    Approached a nearby pool.

He sought, upon this sultry day,

    Some water, fresh and cool.

 

This pool, within the shady wood

    Was just the perfect place

But, as he lowered his head, he saw

    The reflection of his face.

 

He also saw his antlers too

    And gazed at them with pride.

He then looked down and saw his legs

    And felt quite horrified.

 

'They’re thin and weak,' he sadly cried -

    'Not like my lovely horns!' -

And as he looked down at himself,

    He sadly felt forlorn.

 

Whilst he was gazing, deep in thought,

    From behind a nearby tree

A lion crept with stealth and guile.

   There was no time to flee.

 

In haste the stag ran to a bush

  But his antlers caught quite fast,

And with the lion now facing him

   This thought became his last:

 

'The horns I loved have let me down

    And have brought about this fate.

I should have thought more of my legs,

    But it's sadly now too late.'

 

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Story Poems 2 Skype Visits Listening Page Stag at the Pool Stag at the Pool

Class discussion: 

So, which parts of your body are more important than your legs?  You don't have horns of course.  You see disabled athletes competing in sports without legs, but they couldn't compete without . . . . .  (what parts of the body?) Josie

Pride Comes Before a Fall The Ugly Duckling

AESOP'S FABLES

Adapted into Children's Rhyming Poetry

 

By Josie Whitehead