I recently found this old paper in a book. I had tucked it away years ago. I don't know who drew the letters on there. Maybe me!
When I opened it I found the old poem "The Wise Old Goose" that my Grandma Wickersham used to recite to us. She knew it by heart. She'd tell it in a low scary voice with lots of inflection! We would always ask her to tell us the "Goose Story".
Well, as you'll see, like a lot of old children's stories and rhymes, they were down right frightening and this one is also sad!!!
I hope you can see it good enough to read. It was typed on an old type writer.
The more I read this, the more abrupt the ending seems to me now. Maybe there was more; a rescue, a happy ending. But I haven't been able to find anything about this poem. If any of you have heard it and know . . . let ME know. Because now I feel bad for the little young geese!!
Shirley
Oh those poor babies. I've not heard it before but we can always hope or make up or own ending that will be happy. Have a good weekend Shirley. :)
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