'Long ago, I thought like you that my mother
would always keep the window open for me;
so I stayed away for moons and moons and moons,
and then flew back; but the window was barred,
for mother had forgotten all about me, and there was
another little boy sleeping in my bed.'
J. M. Barrie
would always keep the window open for me;
so I stayed away for moons and moons and moons,
and then flew back; but the window was barred,
for mother had forgotten all about me, and there was
another little boy sleeping in my bed.'
J. M. Barrie