The Enchanted Forest Adventure

Once upon a time, in a land far away,
Lived Peter Pan and Tinkerbell, cheerful and gay.
In the heart of a forest, so magical and bright,
They embarked on adventures, from morning till night.

Peter, a boy who never grew old,
Wore green clothes, looking brave and bold.
With a cap on his head and a mischievous grin,
He’d laugh with the fairies, his best friends within.

Tinkerbell, tiny and full of bright cheer,
Had sparkling wings that would light up the year.
She wore a dress that glittered like the stars,
And flew around Peter, not needing cars.

One sunny morning, under skies so blue,
Peter and Tinkerbell had something new to pursue.
They heard of a treasure, hidden deep in the wood,
Guarded by creatures who were misunderstood.

«Let’s find this treasure,» Peter said with delight,
«With you by my side, there’s no reason for fright.»
Tinkerbell twinkled, agreeing with a nod,
Together they’d venture, no matter how odd.

Through the trees and flowers, they danced on their way,
Singing and laughing, making merry each day.
The forest was alive with colors and sounds,
Birds chirped sweet melodies, all around.

But soon they encountered a riddle so strange,
Written on a stone, just out of their range.
«To find the treasure, you must be wise,
Answer this riddle, and claim your prize.»

«What has roots as nobody sees,
Is taller than trees,
Up, up it goes,
And yet never grows?»

Peter thought hard, scratching his head,
While Tinkerbell hovered, her wings turning red.
«A mountain!» she exclaimed, her voice full of glee,
Peter smiled wide, «I think you’re right, Tee!»

The stone door opened, with a rumble and a creak,
Revealing a path that was narrow and sleek.
Down the dark tunnel, they ventured with care,
Until they found light, and a room so rare.

Inside was a garden, more wondrous than dreams,
With flowers that glowed in sunlight beams.
In the center, a chest of gold,
Filled with treasures and stories untold.

But guarding the chest, were creatures so grand,
A dragon and phoenix, side by side they did stand.
«Who dares to enter this sacred place?»
The dragon’s voice boomed with a growling bass.

Peter stepped forward, courage in his heart,
«We seek the treasure, with no intent to part.
We come with respect, and a love so pure,
For the magic of the forest, that’s for sure.»