Big Brother & Billy Goat

 

Big Brother Tell His Tale


Big Brother’s Big Adventure

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Sitting beneath a singing tree

brother told us of the climb he took

one adventurous sunny summer day

it seemed to be his own story book


It wasn’t something he’d been told

for in his joyful sparkling eyes

He may have embellished his tale

imagination yes, but he told no lies


He began the tale of course

with “Once upon a Time”

and began to tells us all about

his mysterious mountain climb


He felt that he’d become a Billy goat

with a coat of crimson white and black

bouncing from rock to rock he jumped

his hooves sang out a clickety clack


They were sharp as a silver knives

sure hoofs were strong indeed

he brayed out loud a goat baa cry

no rocks or cliffs would impede


Up he went stopping now and then

for lovely sights he saw around

sharp cliffs and lovely meadows

sweet clover bloom in the ground


He stopped indeed sometimes

to dance a jiggly step or two

gracefully filled with soulful joy

As exuberant boys would do

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Oh, he said “I go up, up, up,

Until I reach the sharp rock top

It was then my eyes and heart

did dance a happy be-bop bop bop!


It was the beauty of the world

our golden globe beautiful, so fine

filled with sunshine upon the earth

each hill and river seemed to be mine


More mountains valleys & high hills

forests and meadows lush and green

valleys rivers to the ocean wide, so rich

the prettiest sights he’d ever seen


Then he said the strangest thing

“The Goat suddenly grew Golden Wings,

and off he flew, an angel come from me

Listen and you’ll hear the songs he sings.”


Dazzled he found himself upon a meadow

looking up high into the bright bluesky

the world around seemed all aglow

at once he need not wonder why


“I did indeed climb that mountain

just to see the world and know

cattle, houses, farms and towns

gleaming cities all aglow


Rivers flowed, and waterfalls

forests and wide prairie

all were given or we have made

an enchanted world for you and me!”


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I tell you to remember his tale

his brave and noble noble climb

so that each and every one

will value our true living time


This earth indeed is our only home

mystery, myth & truth take shape

we can all be truly morally so rich

this our caring hearts cannot escape


Yes, this is the tale he told you see

not just for Mom and me, but for you

we want you yes you to know indeed

Love and beauty is the only holy glue

to keep us all alive and true

you old and new buckaroos!


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5/31 & 6/2 & 9/12/2024 ©j.m.frase-white ♥















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  1. ChuckNovember 9, 2024 at 1:21 PM

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    1. paper cutting glassDecember 8, 2024 at 8:26 PM

      thank you for reading. I do not think anyone else does or finds it worthy of comment. sigh.

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