Why did I step through the Wardrobe in the first place? Why did I find my way here So far from home Here, where there are secrets buried In the snow And a queen made of ice Rules
I wonder why I had to meet her And trust her words Now I find that her very touch chills me to my bones I wish that this night was over Cause I have never been so cold before I have never been so alone
I wonder who will lead the way As I go on the greates adventure of all? Who will lift me up When I stumble and fall? Who can I believe in As shadows knocks on my door?
I wonder why I had to meet her And trust her words Now I find that her very touch chills me to my bones I wish that this night was over Cause I have never been so cold before I have never been so alone
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Posted: Aug 2015
About this poem:
This is a poem about Edmund's thougts when he is held captive by the White Witch. In The Lion The Witch And The Wardrobe. I wrote this poem a couple of years ago.
Comments (2)
Graceful Gorgeous Sophisticated
Mannered Dearest Lalinra.
I appreciate your views in this poem.
You're Unique.
Love Care and Respect
Tim