I 'MAGIN IT

She told these wild stories when we were little…about dragons and dinosaurs…

She said she was a princess who loved to run along the shore..

She said sometimes she flew with angels….She said angels like to hold your hands.

She said she visited castles…on the tops of mountains…in far away lands.

And I would listen to her stories when we played together every day

and when I asked her how she did it…I ‘magin it…she’d say.

It’s really very simple…If I want to float up in the air

or fly across the ocean…I ‘magin that I’m there.

Every time I ‘magin…I’m in for a big surprise

that’s why every time I ‘magin…I never close my eyes

I want to see what kind of bird I am…on that nest in the top of the tree

I want to see what I am wearing…as a pirate on the sea.

I never know when I ‘magin…what adventures will await

I want to see the color of my horse as I storm the castle gate…

I want to see as I sit upon my throne if my cushion is bright red

I want to count the number of diamonds in the crown upon on my head.

And she taught me how to ‘magin…as I joined her on the seas

as we stormed castles together…as we floated on the breeze….

as I helped her count her diamonds as she sat upon her throne

as we ‘magined neither one of us would ever be alone…

And though it’s been many years since I have seen her…

there are days I ‘magin we are still pirates on the sea…

or storming castles together….

and I ‘magin…

so does she.