Of Magic and Fantasy
Sometimes I'd much rather be in a fantastical world
Where griffons fly and dragons roar
And unicorns gallop and pegasi soar.
I want to be where magic exists,
Where witches and sorcerers brew potions and make spells
That can create anything and cure all our ills.
I know it's not real, and we can't wait around
For fictional fantasies to solve problems we've found.
But is it really so wrong to wish
That these things could exist,
And to prefer them over our dull, mundane world
Where the same things play out day after day?
I just wish they could be real, that fairies and dwarves
Could come out and play
Instead of normal, dull humans
Who all feel the same.
So while I'll keep my expectations realistic,
I find myself thinking I'd much prefer these fantastic creatures
If I ever had the chance to meet them
And learn about all their unique features.