The Time Has Come.
The time has come for me to go
From this Neverland I’ve lived in
For the past fifteen years
Where the lost boys dwell
And the dreaded captain
Stalks an invisible prey
Creeping…
Creeping…
Creeping…
Where the rhythmic beat of tribal drums
Are heard from everywhere
Thump!
Thump!
Thump!
And the sound of a little bell
From a little fairy follows me
Ring,
Ring,
Ring,
Where the air is a constant cool breeze
Filling every inhabitant with joy
Where there is no such thing as worries
The time has now come for me
To leave the nursery.
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This poem speaks to development. We must all eventually leave the nursery. And you style of expression is so fluid and poetic. I enjoy reading your poems.
Thank you! That means a lot coming from such a talented poet!