Tuesday, May 19, 2009

The Gates

I traveled back in time today,
To a land that's far away,
Through a gate with pages old,
Passage there through print that's bold,
I looked over the landscape cream,
And smiled at my own daydream,
Then sighed and traveled back again,
Through ancient forest and green fen,
To castle of my own,
Bright and cheery, warm, it's home,
Even though I'm back once more,
I see gate's shadows on the floor.

1 comment:

Mom R said...

Yes, you certainly need to seek publication for these gems. Have you ever entered the Teen Writing Contest at Salem Library? They typically hold one in April every year. Flyer is usually posted on the bulletin board or door. Two of my writing students entered this year and lo and behold, one of them won, and the other placed second--both in the poetry division.