In my storybook dreams
where I can be
Anything that I want
imagination is set free
Maid Marianne in Nottingham
when meeting Robin Hood
And fighting off the Sheriff
on the side of good
Or maybe even Cinderella
with her wicked step-sisters
Who trades in her rags
for some glass slippers
I could also be
as Joan of Arc too
In my fantasy world
nothing I can’t do
I love to read
and let myself go
Where my life’s different
and problems can’t follow
Somewhere down the line
the storybook still ends
And the time is
over that it suspends
When your real life
floods back in again
But you hold on
to next time when
You can once more
into your book escape
And create the world
in your own shape!
Teresa Marie 9/16/11