ONE'S OWN STORY

To procure such a book from which remarkable words are sung to thee

Permits flights of the imagination that will never be

Saddened hearts do conjure as these tales come to end

Hurled forth into genuine a life all over again

To lie the book upon an unyielding and present table

Assures the notion that such life is none other than a fable

Forced to allow certainty within reality leaving such a magical place

Of which one does feel should come beyond doubt to face

Discovering no magic of charming folk lore to come

In this bitter and tiresome life of which one is from

Though, as one forces such dreary thoughts from mind

Truth opens all eyes to blessings of the sweetest kind

Though tis not such a life of sing-song words hummed from a page

Hearts do lift and rejoices echo as such magic takes stage

Not the magic and myth of which manuscripts behold

Yet within waking life miraculous and beautiful stories be told

Moments of fate, glory, love, and life do show

Tis in such moments true magic hath bestow

Count thy blessings for a life of dreams not yet found

Such a life of unbelievable magic is sure to astound

Take flight now into one’s own world of grace and glory

Tis the time to leave such words of fancy and truly live…one’s own story