Take me there, to the Land where dreams bleed into truth Castle in the sky
Lost in a book, I stare at aged pages, Gazing at typed words, Peering into fantastical worlds
Through the crisp, clean pages, And the ink preserved words, I've experienced a thousand Different lives, all fantastical And full of brilliant magic
From her mind, grand adventures and scenic worlds bloomed beautifully.
Soon, I descend into a familiar world Soft sheep prance upon fields of forest green, Ivory fleece bouncing with each bound A jubilant breeze drifts through, Winding around every living being, It reaches out with spectral fingers