Swordsey

Swordsey When I was young I had a wondrous dream. I soared in the winds and swam in the stream. I carried a blade and rode a swift white horse. I named Him Swordsey and we rode in force. We toppled Mountains and jumped on clouds. We rode in stride and pride harnessing crowds. Swordsey had a spirit and a breath of livened life. He wore a golden sachet and a silver sheath knife. He was proud and gleamed brilliant as the Sun. Me and Swordsey galloped and had lots of fun. Through the deserts and over the hills we were. In the valleys or through the forests we did purr. Swordsey was perfect and so was I, we did glide. Come rain or shine we toted the lines just to slide. Then one day Swordsey met Pallor and fell in love. Pallor’s a brown horse and saddled from up above. Pallor had a friend named Chaos who had a friend. His name was Scaler and they came from the end. So then I started to ride with four horses by name. We went everywhere and all trotted the very same. We went to the beginning and found the end times. We collected gold and silver and coins of dimes. We built a castle and founded a kingdom of great. Scaler watched and guarded twelve golden gates. Pallor and Swordsey galloped the golden streets. Chaos keeps things stirred and seasons she greets. Then one day the children came along and grew. We were abundant and happy and a plan we drew. We’d multiply and divide by three and by four. We’d add and subtract by five and have more. Four at the corner and three in the center will do. Five by day and five by night with nothing to lose, We’d stay on top and look down at nigh noon. Count and calculate the seasons way too soon. We’d sort and gather many a crops every day. And at night we’d trot and be on our merry way. We counted the Stars and made a sparkly trail. We lit the fires and filled the water jugs for ale. Then I woke up and realized I was in a land far away. I was not from this domed Earth and neither were they.