If I Could... Poem by Sophia White

If I could live where ever I chose,
I’d live in an Abbey by a dusty road,
With mice and squirrels, otters too,
With hedgehogs, moles, and ‘licious food.
I’d live at Redwall Abbey.

If I could be whoever I chose
I’d be a fire-friend from Inkworld
And dance with flames all the day
And not be burned by their blazing play.
I’d be Dustfinger.

If I could do whatever I chose
I’d leave all trappings of the ground
And soar like a bird, no - a breeze,
Light and in the wild blue, free.
I’d fly like Superman.

If I could go wherever I chose,
I’d vanish into my own words
With Pegasi wrapped in pure sensation
I’d meet my own creations.
I’d go to Tirel.

If I could meet whoever I chose,
I’d meet a tall and hoary man
Who knew the secrets of the world
An ancient, everlasing Old One.
I’d meet Merlin, Merriman Lyon.

If only I could!