Oh, God, If I Were Sure I

If You Shut Your Eyes And Are A Lucky One, You May See At Times A Shapeless Pool Of Lovely Pale Colours Suspended In The Darkness; Then If You Squeeze Your Eyes Tighter, The Pool Begins To Take Shape, And The Colours Become So Vivid That With Another Squeeze They Must Go On Fire.

Feeling That Peter Was On His Way Back, The Neverland Had Again Woke Into Life. We Ought To Use The Pluperfect And Say Wakened, But Woke Is Better And Was Always Used By Peter.

Absence Makes The Heart Grow Fonder… Or Forgetful.

I Am The Best There Ever Was!

They Were Going Round And Round The Island, But They Did Not Meet Because All Were Going At The Same Rate.