The Little Sky-Fall Man (Part 2)
For many miles he travelled fast,
For many travelled slow,
He passed through lands of Dagganast
Where moonbeam trees do grow.
Eventually he saw the place
Where jelly met the land,
And beaming beams upon his face
He rolled onto the sand.
He giggled softly when he found
Upon the rainbowed beach,
The Dumble dog was running round
Collecting shells to teach.
"Ah here you are" the Dumble called,
All smiling at our friend.
"I have been waiting, are you prepared
To find your journey's end?"
"You really know" our man replied,
"The answer to my task?
You know how fell I from the sky
And all the things I ask?"
"Of course" the Dumble dog did grin,
"were you in any doubt?
Now sit down tight while I begin,
We'll soon sort all this out"
"Now little friend you've travelled fraught,
And seen things on your way,
And worried lots about the thought
That sent you to my bay"
"Now worry's done I can reveal
Beside this jelly green,
Now let my words, your heart to heal,
This all is just a dream"
"That's right, you're fine, you are not here,
Take worries from your head.
You fell not on this midnight clear,
You're tucked up in your bed"
"And now it's time for me to leave,
Your dreamtime's nearly done.
You must wake up, I do believe
I hear the rising sun"
With that the Dumble disappeared
With jelly sea and shore,
As tucked inside his snuggly bed
He found himself once more.
He rubbed his eyes and up he sat
Back home inside his room,
With thoughts of quests and strange new lands
That he would revisit soon.
Then out he stretched all cosy warm,
And opened up his hand,
And there upon his sleepy palm
Lay a single golden grain of sand.
Copyright © Simon Cartlidge | Year Posted 2006
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