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The Story Hour

By: Ardis E. Parshall - March 08, 2012

The Story Hour

By Norma Wrathall

“Read us a story, Mother,
Of Indians in the night,
Or read about the pirates bold,
With hoarded jewels bright.”
So while the shadows gather
To frame our lamp-lit nook,
Their eyes glow deep with wonder,
Or they laugh at Captain Hook.

Oh, these are fleeting minutes,
The clocks ticks swiftly on,
First thing you know, it’s bedtime,
And the magic hour is gone.
Then put a bookmark, in the place,
And lay the book away,
It’s hard to wait till story time,
Clear through another day!

The years will rob the pirates
Of their shining, golden lore;
Indians, with feathered heads,
Thrill childish dreams no more;
But the chime of children’s voices,
When evening shadows start,
Will echo on forever
In the dim rooms of my heart.




  1. Thanks for sharing that Ardis. That’s the most profound and resonant thing I’ve read all day.

    Comment by Aaron — March 8, 2012 @ 1:25 pm

  2. Glad you liked it, Aaron. Our Mormon poets have addressed just about every imaginable subject, some of them quite movingly, and it’s a lot of fun to find their work and introduce them to a new audience.

    Comment by Ardis E. Parshall — March 8, 2012 @ 1:53 pm

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