My poem

Disneyland castle right in the distance

Eating my churro right next to the stand

The sight of Matterhorn mountain and

The sound of people buzzing around

And me right in the middle of it


The sounds of space mountain and

The roar of the jungle cruise. The

Salty smell of the pirates of the Caribbean

And the sweet smell of carnation cafe.


Disneyland is a big place even more

When your a small child everything

Seems huge the monorail looks like

A flying train and the roller coasters

Are touching the sky but when you

Get bigger it just seems like another

Amusement park but it truly isn’t

And deep down inside side it will always

Be a special place for all who have gone