This is a sonnet I can wrap my head around and be delighted with.  I really appreciate something so whimsical!  Thank you!

Imagine


By twilight's magic glow the children wondered 
through seas of Mother Goose and fairy tales. 
In pea-green boats to pirate treasure plundered, 
the words took wind to fill chimera sails.

They journeyed after lambs and cockleshells, 
cruised under bridges, once to trounce a troll. 
Then, dragons cringed, old witches lost their spells 
and crocodiles ate porridge from a bowl.

While each abandoned ship for grown-up shores 
and drew apart along life's compass rose, 
those big bad wolves still blow their threats at doors 
and rulers stand as stark without their clothes.

Although our paths diverge as currents wend, 
our kingdoms stretch the length we first pretend.