I Lost My Ticket to Neverland by April

I lost my ticket to Neverland

It’d been a while since I used it

But I was sure it was there…

…on my night stand

…….where I sleep

Long ago

I would grab it and my ballet shoes

And the next thing I knew

I’d be dancing!

Dancing on the stars

My skirts swirling up clouds of light

Spinning among millions of fireflies

Pirouetting on the tip of a crescent moon

 

Long ago

I’d grab it and my big stuffed tiger

Hop on his broad striped back

And we’d go racing

Racing through the jungle

Fighting the wild eyed bare skinned natives

With savage cries and pounding drum beats

We were the King of the Jungle

 

Not so long ago

I’d grab it

And my long poled net

And wander along the beaches of my dreams

I’d try and catch the reflections

Of possibilities

As they danced on the water.

When I caught one I’d pull it in

Hold it dripping, rippling in my hand

Then throw it to the sky and watch it take flight

A myriad of futures

Shining in the night sky

I know

The shoes are worn and tucked away

The tiger's worn and on a shelf

And those shining possibilities have slowly faded

Into the horizon

So I opened my nightstand drawer

I was looking for that ticket

To Neverland

I looked and I looked

Under papers and past pencils

But I don’t know..

...it was just

….….gone