Ethereal Carousel Dreams

In twilight's hush, where shadows play, A carousel awakens, bathed in golden ray, Its horses prance, a wondrous, mystic band, As the world around it whispers, hand in hand. The trees, like sentinels of old, stand guard, Their branches bare, yet beauty unscarred, The sky above, a canvas of blue and gray, A backdrop for the magic that's at play. The carousel's lights, a warm and golden glow, Illuminate the path, for all to know, A journey through the realms of dreams and night, Where joy and wonder, take gentle flight. In this serene and peaceful scene, we find, A reflection of our own hearts and minds, A carousel of memories, a dance of delight, A symbol of the magic, that shines so bright.