Wendy, Wendy.
The lost boys are gone,
hiding away somewhere.
Tinkerbell is sleeping, but
when awake she flutters
around and giggles,
which doesn't seem so
fun as it used to be.
I don't want to fly anymore.
Not without you.
YOU ARE READING
Wendy
Poetry"He left me all alone, now what am I supposed to do?" "She wanted me to grow up, I wasn't sure I could." Did you think there story was finished, once Peter went back to Neverland? I don't think so, after all, how could they forget the love of their...
