she asked him how he’d done it
how he’d built marshmallow towns
how he’d met a little poor boy
who was destined for the crown
she asked him how he know about
the language fairies speak
and how he’d caught a shooting star
that now was his to keep
she asked him how he’d touched the clouds
without a pair of wings
and how he’d heard the music
of a chestnut tree that sings
she asked him how he’d swum
right to the bottom of the sea
and how he’d watched a mountain cry
and heard the sunshine speak
she found it all a mystery
he breathed the air she breathed
but he breathed out tales of distant lands
and things she’d never seen
and she saw a world of wonder
when she looked up-close at him
and when he spoke his words flowed
like a poem on the wind
he told her that it hadn’t been
some wings that helped him fly
and it hadn’t been a net he’d used
to catch things from the sky
it wasn’t maps that led him
to a chest of buried gold
and it hadn’t been a ship that
sailed him halfway round the world
it wasn’t bricks he’d used
too build a castle in the sky
for he told her he had lived
all of these things inside his mind
and he told her she could do it too
for reading’s all it took
and she’d open up her world
if she just opened up a book
Autumn 