In childhood I began
with reading fairytale books
Of kings and queens
with maids and cooks
Of gleaming white knights
and princes on steeds
Riding to the rescue
and performing great deeds
With the beautiful princess
that he must save
And winning her heart
being ever so brave
Of bridges and trolls
and billy goats three
With an evil gin
using magic on me
In this place here
formed by imagination
The world is free
of a logical explanation
Where everything is how
I want it to be
Like a dragon reading
bedtime stories to me
Real life is not
truly ever so grand
And too often find
it’s hard to understand
But in fairytale worlds
my escape I find
And for a moment
gain peace of mind
Before I must handle
that which is real
Off to my book
I often do steal
Yet I can’t avoid
all my problems forever
Now it’s time to go
and the storms to weather!
Teresa Marie 11/26/11
What about God? 