come with me, my friends, let's travel to the past,
to an enchanted realm of mystifying dreams,
a time of fairy magic, stars, and make believe
to a special time which vanishes way to fast
where imaginary friends, an army of ants,
pretty butterflies, honeybees, and bumblebees
were best friends of an only child,
a place of lovely pink trees, and childhood dreams
I love this....an army of ants, is a very nice touch. Good job!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
you took me 70 years back of my age. superb