Imagine

There was a place

I used to live

it was

Beautiful

it was

My own

But now it's

starting to look

a little run down

a little old

a little forgotten

the wind is cooler

the grass has faded

rich emerald

to just green and though

the sky and water are

still blue

only blue not sapphire

the once friendly faces

look at me

like strangers now

the castles are overgrown with

climbing ivy

ponds are thick with algae

the gates are closed

because years ago

I found my prince

and I could stop looking

I didn’t need them

any more

but I am finding that

I need them now

even though 

I feel 

guilty

spending time with

them instead of

here

where my time is demanded

but land needs to grow

again

this is my wish

my hope

my fondest dream

to be able to live in

both worlds

always


J.Haveman
2013