and joyful Nostalgia here comes from remembering a time when life was simple and bright Fern Hill Farm becomes the perfect place of memory The poet misses those days deeply Memory of Freedom and Play Fern Hill was a world of freedom Time felt kind and gentle Thomas says Time let me hail and climb Golden in the heydays of his eyes Time allowed him to run climb and shout with joy He remembers himself as a child who felt no fear He was full of life Nostalgia grows from knowing that such freedom cannot return These lines show how sweet the memory is and how far it now feels Nostalgia Through Nature and Animals The poet remembers how close he was to nature He says I was prince of the apple towns This shows pride joy and innocent imagination He remembers foxes calves horses owls and nightjars These animals were part of his little world He felt like a prince in a green kingdom Nostalgia appears in the way he recalls every sound every creature every sunny morning These memories glow like gold Dreamlike Nights and Magical Mornings Thomas remembers nights filled with stars and days filled with music He says that at night under the simple stars he went to sleep He felt as if the owls were taking the farm away This shows the magic of his childhood imagination He felt protected by the stars He dreamed freely He woke to mornings that looked like the first day of creation He says the farm looked like Adam and maiden The sky gathered again Nostalgia here comes from longing for the beauty and wonder of those mornings He misses their purity and freshness Realizing That Time Takes Everything In the last stanza the poet feels deep sadness He understands that childhood cannot stay Time which was once kind becomes powerful He writes Time held me green and dying Though I sang in my chains like the sea This is the strongest moment of nostalgia He knows those golden days are gone He cannot return Childhood has passed Yet he remembers it with love His memory becomes a song full of beauty and sorrow In Fern Hill nostalgia shines in every line Dylan Thomas remembers his childhood at Fern Hill Farm as a time of joy freedom and wonder Nature animals mornings and dreams fill his memory with golden light Although time takes youth away the poet keeps it alive in his heart The poem becomes a beautiful and painful song of longing for the days that are gone forever nbsp