The parent of a child I tutor sent me this earlier. A few months ago the poor little poppet was having a tough day and partaking in self-injurious behaviour.
We went into the bathroom, did some water play and had a sing song.
Her mum recorded it.
Today was the last day I will be visiting her in her home. December will probably be the last time I ever see her.
Her mum sent me this today with a note saying "Thank you. This is why she loves you".
I left a little piece of my heart in that house 💔
Usually hanging out with Peter Pan.
And when we're bored we play in the woods,
Always on the run from Captain Hook.
"Run, run, lost boy," they say to me,
"Away from all of reality." Neverland is home to lost boys like me,
And lost boys like me are free.