Ten Years Old

I climbed a faraway tree when I was ten years old,
I sailed the rocky seas, searching for pots of gold,
I dreamt about a secret door that I didn't see, 
Looking for lands of fantasy, 
When I was ten years old. 
I rode upon a wishing chair,
I slayed a dragon in his lair, 
I had no worries not a care, 
Hogwarts was my school, I had magic and a spell, 
I'd ride a magic carpet if I fell, 
And Beautiful Bella, may you always have your dreams,
And your smile that shines so brightly, it beams, 
You see... As your life unfolds, 
You will do all these things in all those books - because you are ten years old