Oh Pan, how could you do the unthinkable and grow up? You promised we’d happily inhabit
Neverland forever, crowing the dawn into existence, sharing feasts with fantastic
Friends and fiends. You taught me to fly, but without you the gift is but another
Form of transportation–lonely, neck straining, wind-battering air travel.
The Lost Boys still sing your praises, I can only cry. My tears turn into streams, then into
rivers. Come back Peter! We can pretend you never left. Pretending is what we do best.
I purchased this bracelet a couple of days ago at Magnolia Mercantile, a funky, fun little shop in Tallahassee, Florida. The saying on the bracelet forced me to write the poem. Honest.
Notice the cute little Tinkerbell dangling from the chain. Is this perfect or what?
Peace, people!
Praying for Eyebrowz 
Pretending in ink… great poem and the bracelet an Alice in wonderland one would be even better. *smiles* nice post.
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She might just have one!
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Ooohhh!
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I’ll check.
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The proprietress said if there’s a particular quote you like and it will fit onto the surface of a spoon (that’s what the bracelet is made from) she can request it from the lady who makes them.
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This is very nice of you and I know just the quote but I live in England so it will probably cost as much again to post. I am touched by your kind thoughtfulness.
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Well, think of a quote you like. You never know what the faeries can do.
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