Neverland

 /   /  By Emma Birches
Stone Soup Magazine
September/October 2004

By Nicole Guenther

There might be no Neverland,
No heaven, no after.
Only cold Earth.
There might be nothing—
Yet isn’t that something?
So pretend today will last forever.

And fly now, soar,
Gravity only exists
If you believe in it.
Fly with sunbeams
Tangled in your glowing hair
And fly with moonbeams
Softening your face
And fly on the back of Pegasus.
Fly close to the sun,
And don’t be burned,
Fly to the moon,
And leave your handprint
Denting it for who knows how long.

Bring me with you
When you go,
Lifting gently from
This battered planet.
We will skim the galaxies
Like tadpoles in a puddle
Or young eagles
Weightless
For the first time.
We will fly past
Where all the maps and pictures show
To un-named universes
Where we will orbit
Other suns
And we will
Never
Land.

Neverland Nicole Guenther

Nicole Guenther, 12
Vancouver, Washington

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