#3 Sonnet for the boy inside

Written as part of NaPoWriMo Challenge 2013

One day he is an astronaut in space,
The next he is a Lost Boy fighting Hook;
He gorges tea while in a Caucus-race
And sometimes is a cop. Or is a crook.
The mermaids teach him songs to turn the waves
And Merlin tutors him in tricks and spells.
He lives in castles, labyrinths and caves
And skips through time to where his spirit dwells.
Then as he hollers ‘cross the fuchsia skies
Another breaks the musings of the lad:
Our hero wakes once more to infant cries
And morphs back into Husband, Son and Dad.
By day he plays the parts he swore to keep
And lives a thousand lives when wrapped in sleep.