THE STORY TELLER,
by Jonathan Caswell
A story teller I once knew
Used actions and gestures to
Make points that were key
To each story…
Especially when they were true.
When excited, one had to watch out,
For his volume would rise to a shout
That might have brought tears
To younger ears…
Reaching concert halls could have been his tout.
He celebrated commonplace
Events with a glow from his face…
Even with complaints
His memory still paints
Vivid pictures in time and in space!