The Boat to Neverland

I took a boat to Neverland,

The land of dreams, of riches, of fame;

And on the way, I made some friends,

A few turned foes; was it part of the game?

The days were spent in sun-kissed warmth,

And the nights beamed moon’s virtuous charm;

But a tide would turn every once in a while,

Which would rock my boat, and raise an alarm.

Each wave beneath the sail would shove,

My barque a little further towards my goal;

Little victories were whenever I touched a shore,

Warming my heart and my gullible soul.

Days turned to months and months to years;

I now had a family, more reasons to cheer!

Some old friends left, some new became dear,

The gap seemed to bridge, was I inching near?

I sailed and sailed, in search of the blessed land,

An illusion, a fact, or was it just a pompous stand?

What I sought seemed close, yet drifting apart,

The light at tunnel’s end had whispered to my heart,

"The voyage was the goal, from the very start!"