Which Story Am I?: Samantha Wanner

No awful beards of blue you see

No presence of a bloody key

Two brothers coming on a horse

Were not a part of this story’s course

 

There was no mention of a bird

For that would just be so absurd

The man never acted poor

And never went from door to door

 

There was no lack of love or trust

Nor a path lined with ashy dust

There was no woman with a spell

Nor a bird with a story to tell

 

By Samantha Wanner