In the land of…

In the land of Never- believe,

 I found a beautiful silver seal,

Swimming in a forest of slippery seaweed on the seabed,

Gliding as graceful as a ballerina,

Twisting like a tornado.,

In the land of Flying colours,

I heard the ear- splitting squawk of a soaring rainbow,

As they glide through and endless canopy,

Their colourful feathers glinting like gold.

In the land of Never-ending blue,

I danced to the song of salty foam crashing to shore,

As fish snatchers leap and play,

And lurking nightmares roam the deep.

In the land of Doomsday beasts,

I captured a golden firebreather,

Claws rimmed with silver,

And scales coated with bronze.

In the land of Ever- believe,

I saw the memory of my beloved Pop and Jazz,

My much-loved milk-drinkers,

As they rough and tumble into the ever-lasting night.