Often ,when I am fencing a fast flexable kid, I feel a bit old. That feeling passes quickly if I beat him. Today I found out why.
There was a streak of light and a swirl of glittering dust....then I heard these words:
"And, although you declare yourself to be old, you are like the "Lost Boys" from "Peter Pan" -----playing pirates, playing with swords------you will NEVER GROW UP-----you will NEVER GROW OLD!"
Thanks Tink....I feel better now!
Pardon me, I gotta go outside and strut and crow.