Form Friday: Golden Shovel

As a kid, I loved to draw and
Created stories with characters who
I met in other tales. Who knows
How much these stories formed me, but
There is no question that
Many fairy tales you
Grew up on have
Been the roots of stories that have come
To me. As I said, I used to
Draw my stories—often royal
Princesses under enchantment or in low position,
In need of rescue by a prince, for
That was the most romantic. Such
Tales I loved, and I still have a
Soft spot for reading and writing them, because over time
I’ve realized there is a truth there, as
Old as the Rescuer whose story has always been this.

“And who knows but that you have come to royal position for such a time as this.” ~Esther 4:14b

(Today was “Form Friday” so I used a poetic form again, but this time I chose from two suggested. I picked the Golden Shovel, which borrows a quote (referenced at the end of mine). Each line of the poem ends with a word from the quote so if you read down the end of the lines you’ll see the quote. The poem doesn’t have to relate to the quote at all, but I’m hoping my does in a way…)