Sense Sonnet - Tickler

 Stork Story

When my young son did learn to talk,

Of course a question he did ask,

I knew would come but still a shock,

"Where did I come from?" Thus the task

Of whether or not to tell true

The how and why and where detail.

But much easier task to do,

He got delivered like the mail

By a family loving bird,

The stork brought my bundle of joy,

Request I made and the stork heard,

To bring to me my special boy.

Same cute but false tale for my son,

That for me, Mom and Dad had done.