Callander Park by Amanda Anderson
A wish
A dream
A summer gone
In awe of morning glowing bright
I walk the paths in the basking light
Returning to my childhood home
The trees and benches memories remain
The water still the swans a plenty
Sitting looking me up and down
Still intimidating me as always
My bench has gone now
They took it away but the seat remains
My heart was lost here
My youth was saved
My soul wrapped in the grasses I sat on
A life from a youngster to adult
All in this sacred peaceful place
I used to sit under the trees and read
I sat next to the water to draw
Water trees the insects and bees
The swan boats of fun
Mini golf I never won
Chasing my friends
Summertime never ends
I walked the paths and steep hills
I found quiet I found freedom I found still
I found myself In the basking light
A wish
A dream
A summer gone
I am back
I am free
I am home