The Fox and The Raven|روباه وکلاغ


A Voice from Iran


I remember when I was in the third grade of primary school, there was a poem in our book;

_____ _ ___ - __________ _________ ____

A raven saw a mold of cheese, grabbed it with her beak, flew away, and sat on a tree branch.


The clever fox was passing by and saw the shape of cheese, and of course, he wanted to have that.


The artful fox went closer to the tree and said to the raven: “Wow, I am amazed by your black feathers. There is no color upon black. If you could sing too, I believe you would be the most beautiful and number one bird in the world.”


The raven became senseless of all those incredible descriptions and decided to sing for the fox to prove to him that she is the number one of all kinds of birds.

The raven opened her beak and started to croak. The mold of cheese…

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About Jonathan Caswell

Mr. Caswell has been composing poetry at least since High School. He has been on WORD PRESS for ten years and contributes to two other blogs beside this one. This blog has a Christian emphasis but all bloggers are welcome. Mr. Caswell chooses to---with permission--re[post material of interest

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