Poems

Peter Pan.

PETER PAN: 

A young child he was,

No more than ten.

Imagination as tall as the skies,

So nothing went as planned.

He looked like his Papa,

They chorused loudly.

The truth, they proclaimed,

Was stable in its foundation, perfectly soundly.

He was to become a doctor,

Just like his Papa.

To become rich and grown up,

Mend hearts, souls and scars.

But you see, he didn’t want,

Didn’t want to do all that.

He wanted to stay in bed all day,

Play with his scarves and coats and pointy hats.

But his Mama said no,

He must grow up.

All sensible things listen,

And do their part.

But he didn’t want, didn’t want,

Didn’t want to do all that.

So one wintry night,

He packed his bags and left.

He wanted to go somewhere,

Somewhere far far away.

He needn’t grow up there,

Not yesterday, tomorrow or today.

And so he became a legend,

For those who never grew up.

He stayed in the hearts of those,

Bringing little bits of laughs.