Narnia Poem by Silence Dogood

They came to Narnia in pools of green.
Iredecent glows hardley seen.
Trying to go back to the place they once knew.
Wadding into water unable to go through.

Trying over and over again only to fail once more.
Not knowing that the ring was the key to the door.
They tried other puddles and left a muddy trail.
For without the ring they surely would fail.

He realized that he had the ring in his pocket.
She examined it closley, an inch from her socket.
Digory walked off eager to explore.
Polly interested in trying the door.

There were so many puddles but only one would work.
But going exploring really couldn't hurt.
So off they went to Narnia from the pools of green.
Who's iredencent glows are hardley seen.