
I hold onto his hand and we flew to a land far far away, at first it was what dreams were made of. But there was something about curling up on my sofa listening to father tell me a fairytale that was better than drowning in one.
Rated: Fiction T - English - Fantasy/Poetry - Words: 173 - Reviews: 4 - Favs: 5 - Published: 08-02-12 - Status: Complete - id: 3047002
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She fell down the wishing well;
Took a dive under the waves,
In a land far, far away.
She stumbled through the forests;
Under the leaves and over the roots,
In a land far, far away.
She swam through the waves;
Found a city lying forgotten in the water,
In a land far, far, away.
She walked into the rabbit hole;
And had tea with The Mad Hatter,
In a land far, far away.
She had afternoon tea on the ceiling;
Two sugars with lots of milk,
In a land far, far away.
She flew up high into the sky;
Circled the moon and the stars,
In a land far, far away.
She fought pirates, witches and goblins;
And rescued her prince from the tower,
In a land far, far away.
She spoke to the mermaids, fairies and pixies;
Told them fairytales and sung lullabies,
In a land far, far away.
But she was lost and homesick;
And dreamed of seeing Mother and Father again,
In a land far, far away from home.
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