Just for today,
go far, far away
to the kingdom beyond,
Where green grey grows
down, deep
in the ground,
Where seabreezes
blow breathless,
swirling swordfish
sail on,
Where the isle
of Camelot is seen
in the dawn,
While the rabbit
runs wild, past the child
“Be late, be seen”
‘Tis not just a dream
Neverland is near
and the unicorn
runs free.
s.k. lindeman