Peter Pan.

"Feel the wind. That is me touching your face, embracing you, and reminding you of your worth.

Listen to the wind. That is me whispering, 'I love you always...'"

- Hazey

(Goodnight. It is past our bedtime. I am closing the door now.)


I am back, home once again, from Neverland.
Oh, but I miss the kids... so much! I miss being their Mother.
And every once in a while, I am reminded of one of your bestfriends,
that candy-looking li'l Tink, who kind of brought us much closer.
Those days of sheer fun, the banter and the laughter,
they all seem to be a mere dream now, tucked dearly in my vivid memory.

And ever so often, when reality gets me down,
I trudge back down memory lane and think nothing but happy thoughts.
Happy thoughts.
Then suddenly, for another fleeting moment, I could fly. Again.
And again.
But then there were times when I feel that I seem to have missed
even just that.

Out of all these, I miss you the most.
And out of all the thoughts, it is still your face I remember the most.
You will always be that young lad, that boy who keeps fighting time.
You will always be each of my Tomorrow's nostalgic memory.

Oh but you are still but a boy, my Dear.
You have never been sure to be around.
You have never left the clouds of confusion but chose to sour through it instead.
You are always uncertain but always hopeful.
You may be a young man, yet I shall always remember you
as a little boy who just isn't ready to grow up.

I shall bid you a good night tonight, Love.
It is not farewell, never goodbye, but till then.
You see, Life has a way of growing you up.
But know that each time, right before I go to bed,
I shall look out in the window and whisper a loving prayer.
And right before I close my eyes to sleep,
I will be humming a soft lullabye just for you.

The door may be closed, my Dear boy,
but I have left the windows open,
the way you know I always do...
Just in case you are reminded of happy thoughts
and decide to fly by another time.
You see, you have left your shadow behind.

Goodnight, goodnight, my Dearest lad.
I may be a day older when tomorrow takes a peek,
but forever you shall remain the boy I will always love.