Barrie

He was very sorry. "I say, Wendy," he whispered to her, "always if you see me forgetting you, just keep saying 'I'm Wendy,' and then I'll remember."

He would come up with 

mermaid scales still sticking to him

Running in circles, boy-ish grin

Curly hair and glimmering eyes

Enough to make a woman remember

What it was like to be a child

Stealing their precious kisses

Hidden in the corner of their mouths

That their husbands forget all about

Sunsets and thrown-away shadows

Red skins, without peace pipe on the war path

Nothing but stories to make the boys laugh

Pirates with a vengeance 

Tick tock goes the crock clock 

Poor Smee and Hook it mocks

Clap your hands if you believe

Old fairy tales and thieves 

That love to steal you and me

Oh and those goodnights 

Without the lamplights

to keep away Neverland 

 

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This is so very good, i really enjoyed this piece, very creative and wonderful.