Jennifer E. Thomas (j3nny3lf) wrote,
Jennifer E. Thomas

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For Ralph

A pot bellied scar faced
Peter Pan
tooling down the street in
a Lost Boys Ford truck
Got your CB on and Meat Loaf
booming from the speakers
and that devil may care grin
plastered on your face.

Eternal child with a
joint hanging from your fingertips
or one being rolled
in your oh so gentle hands.

Lost Boy
you never grew up
sought nirvana in a cloud
of smoke billowing around
your curly hair.

You taught a girl to love
Oh so well
and when the time came to part
it was with good thoughts
and good feelings
and no pain.

Whatever happened to you
Peter Pan
to my

You were a Lost Boy.

Now you've found your way home.
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