Momma read me a book once when it was just me and her at night. There were no pictures or big words so I couldn’t understand it. But she did, and she’d tell me all it’s secrets every night before bed. I didn’t like many of them, except one story was about a castle with big walls and no swords. It was gold and white. Or brown and green I don’t remember much except…
that it was in the sky.
There were rooms for the whole world. She told me grandpa was already there,
But I didn’t want a room because I couldn’t bring toys,
And this castle may not have toys.
I had a hard time believing
That was in the sky, with the sun and moon. And I couldn’t find it,
Even with a telescope
Momma said you’ll never see it until it’s time for you to enter
Yet I didn’t know if I wanted to go
So I played with my toys
And my toys eventually broke, but I kept playing
Until my toys broke me…
So with no more toys and no more me
I remembered my mother’s tale
How there was a castle in the sky,
and it would always be there.
Even if I forgot it,
There would always be a room for me
with new toys.