I’ll tell you a tale of two girls I did know; one liked the heat and the other the snow.
When one girl was hot, the other was cold; when one girl was quiet, the other was bold.
On and on their great disparity went, causing raucous strife that would not relent.
“It’s summer vacation”, their Mother did say, “Where would my two girls like to go play?”
Without hesitation Priscilla did screech, “I want to have a fun day at the beach!”
Not to be cut short Penelope did wail, “Let’s go to the Arboretum to walk on a trail!”
“Not again!” moaned Mother for what would come next; she sat in the chair feeling rather perplexed.
Her two little girls did quarrel and bicker, surely by now a resolution‘d be quicker!
When each was worn out and nearly in tears, they sat with arms crossed, both giving rude leers.
“I’ve had enough.” Mother patiently said. “We’ll go nowhere now, but stay home instead.
Your fighting has shown me, with its incessant bend, that neither of you knows how to act like a friend.
Now go to your rooms and think on this truth; love your neighbour as yourself, even under this roof.”
Priscilla and Penelope, two sad little girls; one with straight hair and the other with curls,
trudged off to their rooms with their heads hanging low. They knew there were more things that they ought to know.
Each sat for a while thinking of their bad choices; but soon came the sound of penitent voices.
“I’m sorry, Penelope!” Priscilla did say, “I realize I wanted to have my own way.”
“Me too!” cried Penelope, “I’m really quite sad, that towards you I behaved, in truth, quite bad.”
Mother was listening with baited breath. Would the bickering end, would this be its death?
The days ahead would reveal their true heart; if they decided to love from the start.
Mother decided again to offer some fun; perhaps they were ready for a day in the sun.
With great apprehension, she made the request, to see what each girl might want to suggest.
Both little girls started to plead their own case, but stopped, took a breath, and turned about face.
In one accord they cried, “Let’s go camping instead!
We’ll go for walks in the trees, then make the sand our bed!"
The household now sang out in true harmony, when the girls stopped thinking about only “ME”.
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