Narnia Adventures!

Once, two sons, of Adam, two daughters, of Eve,

Began a great journey, to fulfill prophecy!
In London, war-threatened, children could not remain,
So, with love, their Mum sent them, fast away, on a train.

But, deep, in the countryside, what should await?
But a marvelous journey, where, predestined, by fate,
The smallest, of them, little "Lucy", by name,
Would discover the magic, all begun, by a game.

The large home, that sheltered, called for "Hide and Seek",
So, the children all scattered, and small Lucy did peek,
In a room, where she found a great wardrobe, alone,
And giggling, quickly, inside, soon, she'd gone!

Instead, of a back, to the wardrobe, she found,
The magic, of Narnia's snow-covered ground!
And there lived a Faun, that she chanced, soon, to find.
Invited, to his home, she thought him, quite kind.

"No Christmas, the faun said, for the past century,
In the Great Land, of Narnia, (very sadly).
And no Spring had sprung, through the deep Winter's grasp!
A hundred and one years ago, had been Spring's last."

But that faun, Mr. Tumnus, did plan, to betray,
And played his pan pipes, till little Lucy, did sway,
And fall, into sleep, to awake, to his tears,
And his sad confession, of the White Witch, he feared!

Her orders, they were, to report anyone,
A daughter, of Eve, or, of Adam, a son.
But stricken, remorseful, he helped her escape,
Back, she went running, her tale, to relate!

When Lucy went back though the wardrobe, she grieved,
For, her sister and brothers just could not believe,
The story, she told them, but t'was not, for long,
For, soon, first one brother, then all four had gone,

Through magical wardrobe, where the White Witch awaited,
But, also their purpose, which, legend related.
For, two sons, of Adam, two daughters, of Eve,
Were destined, to evil witch's powers, defeat!

No Christmas, there known, for the past century,
Because, the White Witch, had so cursed, it, to be.
And no Spring had sprung, through the deep Winter's grip,
For, something was needed, to the witch's curse, slip!

Through mistake, and betrayal, Edmund found the right path,
Back, to the Good, but to White Witch's wrath!
She claimed Edmund's life; all betrayers, she claimed!
The boy had mis-stepped, and "betrayer" was named.

To save Edmund's life, the Great Aslan did give,
His own life, in sacrifice, so Edmund could live.
But Aslan, triumphant, rose, from martyrdom's night,
To all the great host, of good creatures' delight!

And Aslan, Lion King, of all Narnia stood,
Beside them, through war, fought,'tween Evil and Good!
The Winter was ended, witch and minions, defeated,
Through Aslan's sacrifice, and four's help, he had needed,

To fulfill the prophecy, that all Narnia knew,
Together, they fought, till they made it come, true!
Lucy, and Susan, Edmund, and Peter,
Were crowned Queens, and Kings, as Narnia's Leaders.

Little Lucy was sad, though, seeing Aslan walk, away,
But Mr. Tumnus comforted, "He'll be back here, one day.
But don't try to hold him; he's not a tame lion."
"But he's good", Lucy said, and she knew, he'd be fine.

'Til stars, fell from heavens, for forever, revered,
In magical Narnia, growing up, through the years,
Soon Lucy, and Susan, and Edmund, and Peter
Forgot their old lives, for life could not seem sweeter.

But, one day, out riding, they saw a lonely lamp post,
Which tickled their memories, like a strange, friendly ghost,
Dismounting, they found that the path, that they trod,
Led, to a confinement, exceedingly odd!

And suddenly, passed, through a wardrobe, they fell,
From out, of the door, with a great tale, to tell!
No longer, all grown up, the years had all flown,
And every one, back, into childhood, had gone!

Back, to their schooldays, the four of them, all,
Until the next time, they felt Narnia's call.
The wondrous adventures are all, in the books,
By one C. S. Lewis; go on, take a look!

Donna L. Ferguson Dudley Copyright 2018 2/02/18
Art. James Browne.