Land of Imagination

Written by: Margaret Foster

Land of Imagination Sammy was a soaring bird When he took his kite to fly On wings that grew within his mind He commanded all the sky Lizzy was a lady bird In a garden up the street She flew from rose to scented rose And sucked the nectar sweet Margaret was the mistress Of a large house by the sea She bossed around the servants And had cake each day for tea Jimmy was a cowboy He rode a painted horse All his foes were Indians In olden days of course Bobby’s friends were lions When they came around to play They stalked the tangled garden While seeking out their prey Imagination is a land Where children often roam But later, in their little beds They’re glad to be at home.