Poetry is a deal of joy and pain and wonder, with a dash of the dictionary. ~Kahlil Gibran

Tuesday, May 8, 2012

Peter Pan- 7/22/2011


How is it that you
a new 
money
white collar
upper middle class
act
created this
a Peter Pan?
A boy yet a man
determined to fly 
feet tangled in 
your apron 
strings.
Does it sting?
to know 
that he will be
forever free
of any responsibility
for himself,
being the only
the most
Lost Boy?
Even this Wendy
is coming to see
that temporary 
may be
the most 
this boy could
ever be,
because she 
cant stay
in this fairy story
one more day.
She longs to grow 
Up, up, and up
past the third
star on the right.
She deserves to see
Morning.
Peter Pan by Dakota Farley

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