"They had forgotten the cold, empty splendor of the Snow Queen's castle like a bad dream. Grandma was sitting in God's clear sunshine and reading aloud from the Bible: 'Except ye become as little children, ye shall not enter into the Kingdom of Heaven.' ... And they both sat, grown up and yet children - children at heart. And it was summer - the warm, glorious summer."

Monday, March 26, 2018

My Biggest Pretends

I have pretended to own a dragon;
I have pretended to own a horse.
I have pretended to be a dragon—
But only the nicest kind, of course.
I have pretended to be a Warrior;
I have pretended to wield Magic Staves.
I have pretended to be the Queen’s Warrior—
Kept at bay things that crept out of Caves.
I have pretended the Stories were real;
I have pretended to believe my Books.
I have pretended only the Stories were real—
The world is not as it seems or it looks.
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