I think of a happy place
Somewhere that instantly brings a smile to my face.
Taking in every sight and sound,
Who could miss that pink and blue castle that stands 75 ft aboveground?
I can smell the waffle cones as I walk down Main Street,
And feel the crunch of popcorn that crumbles beneath my feet.
I make way toward my favorite ride
And even indulge in a churro that has been sugar-coated and fried.
When I am here, time seems to freeze
And becoming a kid comes with much ease.
This magical place makes me forget about growing up,
Especially when I am taking a spin in that purple tea cup.
Wearing Minnie Mouse ears proud and high,
I dread that moment I must say good-bye.
As I patently wait for my next visit to start,
I know that I truly am a kid at heart.