Old pages crackle
childhood books
filled with magic and mystery
eagerly awaiting the next page
and the next,
yet saddened with each end
lost in a world of the storybook.
Pumpkin coaches and princes on horse
wandering the roads of the writers imagination
that spilled with joy
one word at a time
spinning the web of lore.
Between the covers
friends of another world
come together
dancing at balls and kissing frogs
fun and merriment
ah the wonder of the child’s mind
that can be lost within
while the adult wonders
why can’t they go back
to easier days and nights spent reading
tired eyes and mind lulled into dreams
with a bit of fairy tale imaginings
and innocence of youth.
Peace, Love and Patchouli 