The Captain's Secret
In that land of make-believe,
Where only children aren't deceived,
I'm the captain of an update spaceship car.
By day a sun's bright ray
Hides my space ships as I play,
So adults never know just where they are.
I play with little cars,
Pretend that I'm a man from Mars,
And no one ever knows I've come this far.
But in the sky at night
Any stars that come in sight
Are just the fleet of a seasoned spacecraft tar.*
My craft is very fast;
I thrill the grown-ups with my blast,
Who think that they have seen a shooting star.
Beautiful escape back to childhood, where dreams are reality of each new day, imagination is a brighter world!
Delightful look at the captain of make believe pity the world was like it when we grow up...charming poem...regards
i haven't read the poem yet, but i shall, as i wish to know the secret. will i actually learn what the secret is? but then it won't be a secret! as for the poet note: maybe people who wax cars for a living should be calls waxes? adeline, the last line was the frosting on the cake. thanks for sharing the poem and the rhymes especially. bri :)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Adeline has disproved one of my strongest beliefs: that Invading a child's mind is a very difficult task and at best has very limited success. This poem captures the unique ability of a child's imagination. Wonderful job and a lesson learned for me. John I Nash