I love you as much as only Cordelia could
honestly love King Lear - as much as salt;
your panache and discussion on esoteric
concepts add oomph to life and poetry
As Eliza Dolittle sang to Professor Higgins
“We would all muddle through without you”
it’s true, I’d muddle along without you, yet
when you’re here I also Swing through
Sing, Float, Waltz & Dream through; don’t
fret, I knew you weren’t angry at siblings -
you still replied while you were irate and
tired, don’t let problems cloud your brow
That my poetry-Bro means so much to
all on his poetry list and his lil sis, we’ll
help you to muddle through until you can
Sing, Dream and Dance through too!
[17 March 2014]
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