Chapter Two
Morning Light
Sunday Morning, and a morning glow seeped through the lattice curtains - which graced every window in the house. Hidden in the garden, a song bird sung gleefully away in the rose bushes. The Darling family were sleeping, and as usual Daniel would be the first to wake. All was still, simply alive..and breathing. In the kitchen - the fire was burnt out, and sitting on the table was Wendy's diary.
Dear Peter, I'm older than you now.
You may ask, how?
Well, Peter you never came back!
I was to wear my hair in an uncomfortable tight bun,
keep my complexion fair, and never see the golden sun!
At night I sat in the lonely nursery,
I would see the moon like ivory.
...I waited.. and I waited..and suddenly I realized:
Growing up could no longer be belated.
I have to grow up.
Oh, did society give a great "Whoop!"
Another person to programme and change.
All because of my age..
I did rebel.
And, I've another story to tell.
...
One stormy summers eve,
A thunderstorm rolled in over the ocean, and I ran out onto that little beach.
" ' Freedom ' " was the only word shouted in my speech
The further I strayed, I realized I was living in the shade
I was caught in a world of reality and dreams.
Living or tailored dress seams?
A storm wind so strong, my hat went flying!
Before long, my sash I was un-tying!
During my chase I ripped my tailored dress seams,
I knew it was time to live out my dreams.
I ran and skipped along the sand, no lady like gloves graced my hand!
I was free, concealed by the darkened sky
I could fly!
This, was my ultimate carefree high!
I was free and alone,
my life free of mono-tone!
I mocked the ongoing tea parties as I ran
A mocking smirk,
"Oh dear me, it seems I've dropped my expensive fan!"
My world was suddenly bright,
and for some reason I knew I was going to be alright.
I was ready, and grew up did she.
..
... Soon the storm subsided, to a light summer's rain.
and I headed back home down that country lane..
..
The morning birds whistled - in celebration of the new day.
Author's Note: ...hmmpf... I really don't know where this is heading. xoxox