Once upon a time, somewhere
Was born I, and you elsewhere.
Time grew up with you and me;
And traveled far beyond every sea.
I’ll be in yours, and you in mine –
New characters, chapters, and stitches to save nine.
Don’t read my story from its covers-
Read every page; till you find fossiled flowers.
A promise to each page, again and again
Till what makes you shine, what makes you rain.
Count not the pages of old tattered book ;
But the innumerable words that fill every nook.
Alive after clear pages beyond The End
With the words you will accordingly lend
All that’s left of me – a word, a line, a song, a rhyme
For I used to be, Once upon a time.