In the magic land of childhood, <br />Where all children fondly dwell, <br />There’s a pocketful of daydreams, <br />And a story sweet to tell, <br />A land of true believing, <br />Where each happy child stands tall, <br />And a million golden moments, <br />Where life’s tiny sunbeams fall. <br /> <br />Childhood holds a place enchanted, <br />Where no grownup can invade. <br />There’s an ignorance unequalled, <br />That just never seems to fade. <br />There is laughter soft and gentle, <br />With a hope that’s running wild, <br />And a world of dreaming, <br />In the heart of every child. <br /> <br />I am sure the children are loved, <br />As he gazes from above, <br />Lending peace and special meaning, <br />To these ting bits of love. <br />Pleasant barefoot days in summer, <br />Fantasy and joys untold, <br />In the magic land of childhood….. <br />Silver raindrops-sun of gold. <br /> <br />© S.E.S<br /><br />Sara Stowell<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/in-the-land-of-childhood/
