Childhood Theme Park

Childhood Theme Park In the shadow of Ilkley Moor, Cow and Calf rocks watch over. Growing up in a rural town, A childhood hillside rover. Flowing like the River Wharfe, Young days of endless wonder. Summertime never ending, Joys of innocence I plunder. Nature trails in bluebell wood, Lido swimming in open air. Bogey cart down Curley Hill, No fear for safety, didn’t care. My town was full of adventure, I had my very own pebble beach. Tickling Trout by old bridge, Hide under stones out of reach. Hebers Ghyll, moorland streams, Teasing the whirlpool in May. Pooh sticks from dusk to dawn, Just one more perfect day. Memories of ten years l treasure, Shaping the person in me. Ilkley was my first theme park, Days of future past, let them be.