I do not own Peter Pan. This is also on my tumblr Team7Extra.
You're Late
The curtains are opened
The lights left on
So why aren't you here?
My stuffed dog in my arms
My bag all packed
The sun is coming through the trees
Its morning now
You're Late
That night repeated, over and over
Years later the dogs on a shelf
The curtains are open
The lights left on
My father yelled to much tonight
Under my pillows my ears still ring
The moon rises and falls
Yet still here I am
You're Late
The curtains are open
The lights left on
No longer a child
Nor a teen
The city is bright
To hard to sleep, so I just wait
Daylight comes
You're Late
The curtains are open
The lights left on
My youth long gone
The last page almost read
My breath grows short
Into the darkness I go
When I get there
A light starts to grow
In it a figure with a stretched out hand
A red headed boy dress in green
I take his hand, and up we go
Through my room with the lights left on
Out the window with the curtains left open
Headed to the second star to the right
With a smile I scold
"Peter Pan, I'm too old"
With a grin on his face he replied
"No, It's just that
You're Late"