"The Box World *" by Lyndsay E. Gilbert aka Liadan

In a place in my mind where all the stars gather

A place never visited by mother and father

A place where all fairytales are real and are true

Sits a wooden treasure chest on a mat of velvet blue

I go to the chest and kneel down by the lock

And take out my key made from crystal rock

The key gives a click as I turn it to open

And the silence inside is finally broken

With a ‘whoosh’ and a ‘twinkle’ gold lights brightly flare

Laughter and Music is suddenly there

The box gives a rattle and glitter rains down

I wonder in awe, what is this I have found?

A girl stands before me, her face is petal pale

She is tall and wisplike, looking very frail

But what is fantastical, is that coming from her back

Are wings of changing colours: purple, blue and black.

Together with this fairy, I discover sights so rare

We ride on snow white unicorns and play in magic Fairs

We watch a massive moon rise upon a purple sky

And lie beside the roaring sea and give contented sighs

The time comes to go, and we hug and say goodbye

We’ve grown quite attached, but we don’t need to cry

You see, she lives in the ‘box’ world, a key turn away

And when I am lonely I come here to play