I come from a baby's firts laugh
that carried me far away'to an autumn tree that glows with power
in the the land of all faries
fairy dust is placed upon all who wish to fly
I have come to know
who I cam and who I was meant to be.
I come from friends who support and care
about everything I do... We fly, flutter, hel each other, and
we stay close when enimies are near.
I come from a place called Neverland
where a boy flies around while being captin of boys,
that are so lost.
He wears ths stupidest things
that look like green blanket to me.
I come from a home of a boy, Peter Pan,
who cares for ma and I wished loved me
he thinks I'm nice (or maybe not)
and funny I'd say
can get mand at the smallest of things
or be grumpy or even, sarcastic sometimes
it depends on the moos that I'm in even though just the first time I saw him