Regina SK; Canada
This was a very beautifully written poem. But it's lined with a certain irony thats very sad. We should never fully abandon our "adventures, dreams, and fantasy" that stir our mind, while at the same time we shouldn't ignore and abandon realities, they coexist beside one another and shape each other I've always been fond to beleive. Just saddening when you say "My Storybook is Closed" Maybe just put it away for a while with a bookmark, come back to it again soon??
"...no single sound too rude
Upon thy slumber shall intrude,
Our thoughts, our souls- O God above!
In every deed shall mingle, love."
--Edgar Allan Poe (from Serenade)