There is a place from our childhood; <br />we like to visit now and then, <br />to recapture our youth, <br />through the years that has slipped away. <br />A place that has a magic touch, <br />even through the years it has changed. <br />A place where sunshine, <br />still dances on the water <br />of rippling waves. <br />Where the wildlife still gather, <br />free from harm. <br />A place of solitude, <br />where you can find <br />a little peace of mind. <br />A place within a city that has not <br />been strangled by any human hand. <br />Somewhere you can while time away, <br />with dreams of another day.<br /><br />David Harris<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-place-from-our-childhood/
