Notes from a Time Traveller by Elke Stevens

My Fantasyland, tender, passionate, loving and caring for a land is new and my heart is home.

Where the child and soul made a day of magic that brings a new dawn of hope and love for all how seek.

Magic land of fantasy where the ocean meets the sea, the land is green and the hills touch the sky.

Where freedom is found in the mist on the strand, it brings a breeze where silent whisper tells of wishes unknown.

How I love this this green emerged island, my Fantasyland come true.

©Elke T.B. Stevens.