The Bottom of the World

There’s a place

down way at the bottom.

No one really see’s it.

It lives in solitude

from the rest of the world

There’s no place like it.

Not one place at all.

It’s so dark

you could cut it with a knife.

But maybe one could see

a small little light.

If only you went down there.

Maybe bubbles would glow

and dance at the bottom.

Maybe the bubbles would sing.

Maybe fish could talk.

Maybe mermaids would live.

Maybe Atlantis is down there.

Maybe magic lives down there.

But only at the Bottom of the World.