I wonder what I would look like with a mustache and glasses…
My hair all jangled up like a manic jungle…
Yes, that will make me feel different on the outside…
But what can I do with the rest of me?
Oh! I forgot, I have an imagination!
Close your eyes and let’s see if you have one too…
Can you see the gates and that they are open?
They are welcoming both saints and sinners…
Hmmh…I’m not sure if I like the sinner part.
Inside there is no such thing as self-condemnation…
Those thoughts are left outside because they are untrue…
No feelings of always being attacked…
No more worry wiggling us down to the ground.
The noise of life without imagination is like the pattering of so many little footsteps…
Dirty little paws and hands and feet over rugs and floors and sofa cushions…
Others just running about just to run about…
Like sharks, having to keep moving to stay alive.
But imagination changes all of that…
Hey! The grand opening of my new little world is happening today…
In my world we give each other brand new names…
Names like Peaceful, Lovely, Freedom and Patience…
Come on! I think you will fit right in.
I love you,
Annie