Neverland

Neverland

Peter Pan

a poem about our favorite childhood

fantasy island

…..

there is a place, a place you never see

only a place you can visit in your dreams

over the seas

and through the trees

a fantasy lies waiting for me

so take my hand

i’ll be wendy

and you peter pan

away, away to neverland

a magical place where the blue waters flow

and beyond the group of lost boys,

pixie dust glows

so tonight as i lay in bed

and watch the shadow dance above my head

i pray to peter pan

to take me to neverland