Poetry, A magical land




I once opened the door,

To a magical land.

The ground was,

totally covered in sand.


The chirping of birds,

A wonderful sound.

They could be heard,

From all around.


Someone touched me,

It was a teddy bear.

His new song ,

He wanted me to hear.


I love to listen to,

The sound of the sea.

So in front of it I relaxed,

With a cup of tea.


As I went back home,

By opening the door.

I was sure that I would visit that place,

At least once more.


Thanks for reading:) I hope you like it!


Writing Penguin.





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