Once upon a time...Once upon a time in a land far away If ever there was a land far away Neverland maybe? But that's just a story
There may be a land of magic where you never grow up Where clocks tick inside crocodiles' bellies Where mermaids are real and boys live in the wildThat land isn't real, or at least not as we know it In our heads is where the real magic happens Where dreams become reality And reality becomes a dream.
To be ForgottenThe paper furls Beneath my fingers Curling CurlingUntil the old parchment just CracksAnd TearsUntil old, yellowing Dust Simply Falls SoftlyOnto the hard surface below and lay still to be forgotten once more.
A Genius at WorkQuill flyingParchment rustlingInk splatteringWords formingQuill fallingParchment tearingInk runningWords failing.An art in the making.