The Magic Kingdom

Groups of waves
Flooding the streets
Streets of glory
Happiness caves
For the children
Are all seen
Running in the open
Joy is this scene
Parents groping
Holding energy back
Defeated alas ending
They victim, they crack
Energy doubles, fly
Sky is bright
Not as high as their eyes
But together they shine
Never letting a sigh
Hinder their energetic joy
Smiles gleefully glow
Glowing Gleefully slow
And as fast begun
They find no end of fun
Till down sets that sun
And frowns begin to grow
And energy flies
They decide
Stay till sun rises
And watching glory
The fireworks fly
As a sun would rise
The colors glide.
And smiles arise
In array, around the crowds
As streets still flooded
Even full of children
Mostly of soul
They stare in awe
Breathing in it all
Before taking the sleeping
Picking the youthful asleep
Atop their shoulders slow
And regretfully leaving
Slow and sure
For the gates before
They had so eagerly entered
With anticipation galore
Now little ones snore
and little at heart sore
With heart aflutter
Remembering, memories
Of memories, remembered
A magical transformation
Realizing...
Youth, never dies.