Thursday, December 16, 2010

Never Never Land

For all those days I spend at home, 
Very ill and all alone.
I usually can't sleep and can't stay in bed.
So I casually sit and rest for a sec.
I wait watching the screen,
For the arrival of the time where you'll be home.
The idea of talking to you fills my heart, 
I get off my feet
And float around the room.
Like Wendy to Peter Pan,
you are my happy thought. 

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