My Home Away From Home
Walking down Main Street I am greeted
by many magical mysteries.
I smell the sweet shop making carefully caramelized
apples and can hear the noise of shoppers wanting
every last bit of merchandise.
I turn to see the man who all the kids adore
holding the balloons, handing them out one by one.
I continue my trek passing by the photographers
wanting to take my picture in front of the view.
I do not need a photo- the only photos I need
are in my memory.
My eyes are gleaming with joy and my smile widens.
I have just seen the castle, the heart of the land.
Every single year I stand in this spot
and get a good look at where my childhood lives.
If I turn to the right I become an astronaut-
I can soar through the galaxy and fight crime too.
If I turn to the left I become an adventurer-
my time is spent in jungles or on pirate ships.
If I go straight I become a princess-
my dreams come true as I finally meet my prince.