Monday, September 13, 2010

Peter Pan by Henry







The one who has the ability to fly,
As he swiftly breezes through the sky.
In his home land called Never Land.
I wonder who he is?

He’s green as a leaf with such a strong belief,
With a green pointy hat with a feather on that.
He’s a skilled fighter and light on his toes,
Which really helps him defeat his foes.


“Zoom, twist, twirl”
“Zoom, twist, whirl”
What a surprise,
He came to us with such a rise.
It’s Peter Pan,
In his home land.
I’ll say it again,
Called Never Land.





Henry Wilson

2 comments:

  1. Henry
    I love your picture. Your poem paints a picture too. Great poetry!
    Mrs McGillan

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  2. Nice poem and picture have you seen the movie of peter pan the unanimated one?

    From your friend next door to your place
    Brent Eyskens

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