This is a poem my son wrote...

What if you could go to the other side of the universe, the world, the sky... What if you could fly, float, glide... What if you could teleport, transport, appear... What if you could do anything you only could do... but you have to do one thing before you can do any of that.  Before you could go to the other side, before you could fly, before you could teleport... and that thing is to find your story.