Playmates
In a world of make-believe, there lived a child,
Whose imagination soared, untamed and wild.
With playful glee, he conjured friends unseen,
Invisible companions, his soul's sweetest dream.
To his parents' eyes, he was a curious sight,
Chatting with thin air, morning, noon, and night.
"Make-believe," they said, "he's a natural actor,
With a flair for theatrics, a little adapter."
As the boy grew, his passion bloomed,
The world of theater called, casting its spell soon.
He treaded the boards with talent and flair,
Commanding the stage, leaving audiences in awe and lair.
Years flew by, and the boy became a man,
Adored by fans, thespian of a grand plan.
But deep within, a longing stirred anew,
A sense of something missing, a quest he must pursue.
In his early twenties, he embarked on a quest,
To rediscover his roots, to uncover the rest.
He ventured into the recesses of his mind,
To find his childhood friends, long left behind.
And there they were, waiting with open arms,
His imaginary friends, unharmed by time's charms.
He laughed, he cried, he embraced their presence,
For in their world, he found an iridescent essence.
No longer a stage, but a realm unseen,
He saw life anew, through a different sheen.
His companions whispered tales of joy and mirth,
As he embraced the magic of his imaginative rebirth.
With newfound wisdom, he returned to the stage,
His performances touched hearts, sparked a new age.
For now, he saw the world through a different lens,
And in his artistry, he found his truest friends.
No longer mocked as a mere fabricator,
He reveled in the truth of his inner narrator.
A man of theater, yet a child at heart,
Living life's symphony, playing every part.
So, let us celebrate the power of pretend,
For within imagination, new worlds transcend.
In the tapestry of life, let's find the delight,
Embracing our imaginary friends, day and night.