The land of Lantern Waste
A journey into Narnia, where it is always winter but Santa never arrives.
I have arrived in a world
Where a lantern leads the way
It never stops shining
Neither night nor day
In this land, it's always winter
But Christmas never comes
I close my eyes and listen
As I hear the guiding light hum
I'm in Narnia by Lantern Waste
The air is crisp and cool
Snowflakes silently fall
Yet there is no sign of the tides of Yule
The light is the bridge between
The Sons of Adam's land
And the realm ruled by
The mystical, powerful Asland
I shiver in the cold darkness
With apprehension and fear
Then someone calls my name
And "poof" Narnia disappears
Lantern Waste is only a street light
Shining on a warm fall evening
I've imagined it all
How dreadfully deceiving
About the Creator
Cheryl E Preston
Cheryl is currently pursuing a Bachelor of Science in Psychology. She enjoys writing about current events, history and baby boomer nostalgia. Tips are greatly appreciated.
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