Armadale Playpark, steadfast and true
Brings back memories of Long-gone Youth
Makes Me Thinkf Peter Pan
And also the Magic of Neverland
Soft days of bustling youthfulness
Reminds me of profiund joyfulness
takes my innocent eyes right back
To Peace, love and walking on Tracks
I look to my lord of love
My youth came flying to me like a dove
I spread my wings in morning sight
as I breathe the air, absorb the sunlight
I sleep at Night with a smile
To reach the dream, within a mile
It seems so far away
As the music plays, my arms begin to sway
My Dreams of youth fly away
although my youth is here to stay
Within my heart, so it seems
My Peter Pan stays, with Neverland dreams.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A great poem, like it a great write.