Tea with Peter

Sitting on park bench
going further then might imagine
in flights of fancy
while children lose themselves
in laughter.


Pirates waiting on a hook
reading pages while walking
on unsteady planks
leading to snap dragons
not found in any garden.

Suddenly treasure spied
as you bag a croc
giving you alarm
still safe in caring arms
make way home
by light of fairy dust

To tea with Peter
and bed.

thanks to J M Barrie