Sally told the tale, but I  remember the day, as clear as glass,
I passed though the hall on my way to class.
I knew my place, as everyone did, 
we had a task and were bound to it.

The hall, in memory was long and narrow.
One door to the left  was fashioned with strips,
the one to the right that was draped in sorrow.

A curious sorrow, as only a child knows,
I took that door a long, long time ago.
My secrete door, my sacred space
I knew once I entered there was no escape.

One morning I dared and collected my things,
one flash light, one candle, one small chimpanzee.
Yes, my chimpanzee made the journey,
his foresight, his strength, gave me reckon not to fret 
my next great escape.

We made our way into this wonderful space,
my chimp and I discovered with much great  haste that
to be in is great but to be lost is a waste!

We found our way in but not the way out,
deciding that each others company was without a doubt
the best of all secretes we will never give out.

Title:  Orange Marmalade 

D: that was awesome!  I cannot think about writing, I just do it!  I hope you have fun with this one, I know I did!  I need a chimpanzee now...LOL

Namaste...it's universal  [ =