The last laugh

I cry for Peter Pan;

I cry for everyone.

For everyone that wants to fly,

But can’t.

For everyone that longs to hide

From a twisted world.

Never, Neverland is gone.

In puffs of salty smoke.

Peter Pan has gone to play.

And with the Lost Boys

He will stay.

Laugh one last time,

Little boy.

Laugh one last time,

And then go.

Finished on 06-27-2009