אני והחיה שבי

At King's Cross I stand, a wand in my grip,

Imagining Harry's own mythical trip.

My train has gone, slipped through the gate,

To a land where magic and dreams await.

Yet here I stand, not alone in my quest,

For a hidden path emerges from the west.

A new adventure, a secret to unveil,

In this bustling hub, where hopes set sail.

No sorrow lingers, only excitement I feel,

As I look forward to what the next train will reveal.

Joy replaces any hint of fear,

For every departure brings another near.

So I wait with a smile, as others rush by,

Underneath this sprawling London sky.

The train I missed? It's part of the tale,

On tracks of magic, I'm destined to sail.

Ready to explore, wherever I'm led,

With a wizard's courage and steps unafraid.

Here at King's Cross, the journey's heart,

With my own story, I'm ready to start.