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Straight On

“To die … will be an awfully big adventure.”
       - J.M. Barrie
      
           ~

grown gray, had I, with stiffened bones
the pains and aches that old age owns
yet I could still dredge up that vow …
(the one I’d made long years from now)
to cheat the reaper’s blade … somehow

I swore that I should not then roam -
that second star, far-flung from home
and yet, the hope that wrote my chart
(from hopes mere flesh did not impart)
that quest - to save my childish heart

so, twice to starboard, sextant free
I set course through a dream or three
to leave that mortal world behind …
(and mortals, quite the dearest kind)
for Neverland … deep in my mind …

for … Neverland!







Copyright © Gregory Richard Barden, January 18, 2023
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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