Wednesday, February 26, 2014

A Peter Pan type of night

He stared out the window imploringly,
and thought, "I want Peter Pan to take me away and explore",
then he cried because Peter only came to Wendy's window,
and he was no Wendy.
But then he saw the moon,
whose gentle glow whispered great promises, granted him strength,
and planted in him a trust for the future.
So he took a picture, set it by his bedside,
and that night he dreamed of the day when he could fly away and explore.

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