For I sang in Dublin pubs, with smiles that shouted 'I want to be forever young.' I walked the cobblestone streets of Paris, heavenly crepe stands on every corner, where I often stopped for a taste of banana and Nutella. Standing in awe of the Notre Dame Cathedral, which before only existed in story books about gypsies and hunchbacks. A train ride taking me to a land as magical as Harry Potter himself. An arrival at King's Cross, where muggles were hustling and bustling about their day. Celebrating the Queen's official birthday, a parade where Prince William and Harry rode by in a carriage, followed by another with the queen. A fairytale.
How I wish I could revisit each memory. A time-turner necklace would be lovely. For now I'll carry each enchanting moment with me, nestled in my pocket. ★