I built a fort of peanut shells,

And ladders made of string,

I crowned myself the President

Of Every Stupid Thing.

I wrote a law that Tuesdays must

Be spent in jelly pools,

And everyone with freckles gets

To boss around the schools.

I trained a duck to juggle socks,

I taught my cat to deal—

Then the duck and cat both winked at me…

It was all becoming real.

So if you see a flying chair

Or hear a...

The northern winds now whisper cold and thin,

A warning sung through branches stark and bare,

As geese take flight into the frosted air,

Drawn southward by a voice that speaks within.

In V-shaped ranks, they rise and wheel again,

A silver thread unraveled high and rare,

Their cries, a farewell echo, bold and fair,

A hymn to lands where kinder days begin.

Yet though they flee, they do not flee in ...