There Was a Little Girl…
Do you have a nursery rhyme or poem, or saying from childhood that still stays with you? In my case, I internalized a poem by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow:
There was a little girl
It was one my mother said to me frequently, and I still occasionally fall into the trap of thinking I can only be very good, or horrid. Influence from this poem is referenced in portions of my manuscript. And while I’m all degrees in between, isn’t it funny the words and stories that shape us when we’re young…
Tell me yours?
Happy Manuscript Monday, readers!
Special thanks to the Poetry Foundation for sharing so many beautiful works on their site.