In Praise Of Peter Pan

There are countless men who praise you,
Even if their praise is a soundless one.
There are countless men who’ve never met you,
And yet you are their hero.

When the people read your stories,
The words go all over the land
And sink into countless hearts;
Hearts in which your image hath stood long.

To those in the midst of thinking
And to those in the midst of heavy obligation
So many are devoted to you
And seek to think more of you!