when lovers concede to grow up
husbands and wives are born
children fall into the picture
carelessly bouncy in each their
marked arrival
know that I don't ever want to
grow up
at least not with you
so, for the moment
I cling to Peter Pan
he is my fearless guide
till I come to my own senses
long enough
that I am strong enough
to finally grow the courage
to leave...............
Nov. 30, 1999)