The
Pied Piper
Lost
While we gamboled about
Circles closing opening
In tidal rhythms
Lullabies
Becoming symphonies
Perfume holding sway
As scent of cotton candy
Faded
The piper blew his horn
We followed dancing
Tossing sparkles as confetti
Neverland disappearing
Behind
Yet I have a secret
Map to hidden places
Where memories reside now
Found
Found