No stories during the day

Grannies used to say
To fond little children
No stories during the day
Those who insist
Like wayfarers of old
Shall lose their way
In the forest of noon.
Wait, till like birds
Stars come to roost
In their heavenly nest
And from hen coop of the night
Bright starry chicks
Walk on the milky way
And fairies follow them
With baskets full of stories
For all waking children

M.Yusuf Abbasi - Published 1990
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