Peter Pan Comes Visiting
Peter Pan Comes Visiting
How well I know Peter.
He comes over now and then;
Entertains my children far better than I
They love to see him, pine for his wild laugh
In the gap times between visits.
Known him since Kindergarden,
Then as now a golden-haired Forever Boy
Eyes of ice blue always seeming to be looking
Into some babe fresh world nobody else could see.
When the children have crashed into bed,
Worn to exhaustion from excess of joys,
We sit and trade lies, pretending
It's Never Too Late; Lots of Time to Grow Up
Ignoring the steady disappearance of his golden locks
As my own shine silver.
He's eluded the adulthood that's claimed us all
But knows it steals upon him yet,
A little closer every year
The tread of time relentless
As the turning of this little Earth.
A favorite friend is becoming
A strange fear that grows and grows,
Every day the kids get a little heavier, reminding me
That sometime soon this last Lost Boy
Will fly to my door one last time
On a carrion wind
And stand there, all out of Happy Thoughts
And beg me to take him in.
Copyright © William Masonis | Year Posted 2021
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