A Magic Book

A Poem By Claire J. // 2/11/2011

 A Magic Book



I wait for them to go to sleep,

Sometimes late past midnight,

I go to my most secret place,

And read by candle light.


There are so many worlds to see,

Like Bear in the Big Blue House,

I close my eyes and pick one out,

This time it's Robin Hood Mouse.


I open up the magic book,

A blast of light comes out,

There I see from way above,

The mice just going about.


I see the dibbuns playing around,

Beside some food a cook,

Right now I can't say anymore,

Since Dominic hasn't finished the book.


      By: Claire J. de Souza


Welcome to Apricotpie! I like

Welcome to Apricotpie!

I like this poem.  I think I noticed some references to Brian Jaques.

James | Mon, 02/14/2011

"The idea that we should approach science without a philosophy is itself a philosophy... and a bad one, because it is self-refuting." -- Dr. Jason Lisle

Wow... so many

Wow... so many "Claire/Clare"s now.  Welcome!  I used to watch Bear in the Big Blue House... it's been a while.  Kind of miss it.  Anyway, good poem; it rhymed very nicely.  :-)

For some reason, this also reminds me of a fairytale I once read, about a goblin and a student and a magic book.  I wish I could remember what it was called.

Bridget | Mon, 02/14/2011

"I always wonder why birds stay in the same place when they can fly anywhere on the earth. Then I ask myself the same question." - Harun Yahya

Thank you James.    Yes,

Thank you James.


 Yes, somewhat. My brother Dominic is writing a book called Robin HoodMouse. (as it says;)

He's almost finished with it.

I wrote it for him. 

Claire J. | Mon, 02/14/2011


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