I’ll meet you in Neverland

Butterflies and trees

A warm smell of security

Fluttering through the leaves

The crisp air blankets us

 

We are home,

But cannot stay forever

Winter will come

And life will be the same never

 

So hold me in your thoughts

And feel me through the trees

Smell me in the air

And kiss me with the breeze

 

By J P Martin

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