Neverland
Flying high above the clouds with
A boy who thinks that a little faith, trust and pixie dust
Is all you really need
You ask him where you’re going he says
“Second star to the right and straight on till morning.”
You fly to a place that is home
To the lost boys.
A place where you never grow up, and
Stay forever young
Neverland is a place filled with
Wonder and delight
Where you can fly around all day, and
Play in the woods all night
Peter Pan teaches you to believe
In everything possible
From fairies, to yourself and many
More
Neverland is a place that only lives
In your dreams
Because everyone knows that it isn’t
Reality
To me Neverland is my home sweet home,
Forever my safe haven, forever my
Lovely home.
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