A Little Girl's Kingdom

A wondrous place, you call your home, A beautiful kingdom, only you know; A place where forts become castles, And little girls can be queens; Where play clothes become ball gowns, And deer play down by the stream; A place where imagination runs rampant, And all your problems disappear; Where squirrels can be friends, And all is not as it appears; Where daydreams are spun like cobwebs, And a wolf runs around like a pup; But soon, this all begins to ebb, For every little girl has to grow up; Of that, you have always known, As daydreams shatter in your hand; You find the kingdom you thought your own, Is nothing more than a simple piece of land; The flowers don't bloom so bright, And fairy tails no longer come true; For now there seen through grown up eyes, No longer the place you knew; But somewhere in your heart, Your kingdom will always remain; Always there to beckon you back, Time and again.