by Jill Larsen Once there was a little sheep named Lily. She knew the shepherd loved her very much, and so she always stayed as close to him as she could. So she was with him one day when a giant, smoke breathing beast came from the bottom of the mountain, puffing and chugging straight
by Jill Larsen Once there was a watchmaker. He was famous throughout the land because of the excellence of his watches. He would carefully make each watch, and none of them were ever the same. He made digital watches, mechanical watches, big ones, small ones, kids, adults…everything you could imagine. He would carefully design each
by Jill Larsen Once there was a Great Shepherd. He loved and protected his sheep. One day the Great Shepherd had to go away, so he carefully found someone to take care of his sheep until he returned. No sooner had the Great Shepherd left on his journey, when a wolf came and talked to
by Jill Larsen My daughter made a painting She made it just for me I loved it so I framed it And hung for all to see. Over the years I hung more paintings But not made by my daughter And though their names were famous My daughter’s I did favor. My collection became famous
by Jill Larsen My best friend and I lived in one of the biggest apartment buildings in our town. He lived right next door to me, and we could tap messages to each other through the walls as we were going to sleep. Our building sat next to a cliff, that rose high up into
by Jill Larsen I lived on a shelf with all the other spices in one of the most sought after restaurants in our city. Our shelves were full of rich and fresh spices. Cinnamon, nutmeg, ginger, oregano, basil, salt, and on and on it went. And then there was me. Pepper. I sat in the
by Jill Larsen My church went into battle And what a funny sight They hardly had their armor on So they couldn’t fight. Helmets were on almost all But shields there were few And rarely did I see a sword Poor defense I knew. The breastplate of righteousness Had long been left behind But in