Disclaimer: My name is Theophila. Not Clive Staples Lewis. Therefore, I do not, have not, and never will own Narnia…. what do they teach them in schools these days?

Author's Note: I just wanted to say to everyone who reviewed my first story: Thank you so much! That's really encouraging to me. (I'm learning so much already! Like the fact that I have to close the document before trying to upload. Or that asterisks don't seem to show up for some reason. Or….well, nevermind.) So anyway, this is my first Narnian poem. I've posted it on some time ago NarniaWeb, where I'm (surprise!) Theophila. Please read and review! (By the way, this poem takes place in the Voyage of the Dawn Treader, near the End of the World. It's Edmund's POV.) Please read and review! Thank you!

Where Narnia Meets the Sky

By Theophila

At peace and yet excited
My soul could rise and fly
I fancy I can see the place
Where Narnia meets the sky

Back here we never shall return—
And now Lucy begins to cry—
But we will meet Aslan there too—
I know at least we'll have to try

I feel it's all happened before—
I can't imagine why—
We're almost at the end now
It is time to say goodbye

The Bridge Builder opens up the door
The light begins to die
The bright blue wall is torn
From where dear Narnia meets the sky

I can see ever so clearly
Even now, with my mind's eye
One day we'll meet again, beyond
Where Narnia meets the sky