Untitled (Narnia)

Poem: Narnia
the place of beauty,
the place where you let your imagination run free.
And it all started with the trunk of a magic tree.
A young man made it into a wardrobe,
then one day four children stepped into this place called Narnia.
They had a task they had to do, but three were betrayed.
For one of the sons of adam had been fooled by an evil queen.
In the end the queen gone,
the four children sat on a throne, where they belong.
Copyright: 2005 Terri

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