So we should all take time to savor the simple things.
I stood there staring out the window, almost hypnotized. And I began to form a story in my head about a mean king who lives in the red sky. Instead of making him a king made of fire or something else red, I decided he was full of hot air. And I called him King Breeze. I decided to finish the Rhyme with a good dose of reason. And with a happy ending. What do you think? Should I have left out the happy ending? Send me a comment or email and tell me your idea after you enjoy this short Rhyme and Reason story of a mean ol’…
King Breeze
In the red sky over black seas
Is the fiery house of King Breeze.
He’s a mean king full of hot air.
He sends big winds from way up there,
And they break things, but he won’t care
‘Cause it’s all for his enjoyment.
You might say it’s his employment.
But today is not like others.
King Breeze looks down at two brothers
Who are flying up to his cloud.
When they get close, they yell out loud,
“Hey you mean king. What’s up with you?
What have we done? What did we do
To make you mad and do mean things
Like red hot winds and red smoke rings?
Well, the king laughed at these two guys
Who had flown up to his red skies
In a small plane made of plywood.
Then he paused and wondered why would
These two brothers take this big chance.
Was it some sort of a rain dance?
Then they yelled out, “Hey there King Breeze…
Could we not fight…and be friends, please?
Look, we brought you some tomatoes,
Peas and carrots and potatoes.
You can roast them. They’re delightful.
You might smile with every bite full.
If you like ’em, we’ll bring lots more.
Let’s be friends, that’s…what we’re here for.”
Well, ol’ King Breeze gave ’em credit
For their idea…how they said it.
He said, “Guess what…you delight me
How you did not come to fight me.
I accept you and your gifts, too…
And here’s something that I can do.
I’ll send breezes full of cool rains
To your mountains and your gold plains
And your land will smile a green smile…
Every square foot, every square mile.
I’ll make sure that no fire harms you
And your loved ones and your farms, too.
Does that suit you? Are you willing?
Both the brothers found it thrilling.
Now you know how and you know why
There’s no mean king in the red sky.
You can stare out through your windows
And be glad when that sweet wind blows. © 2013 TF
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