Adieu, mein kleiner Gardeoffizier - arrogance your
ruse to hide mood swings and invisibility being a
shimmering mirage to cover your inner being - to
this day Peter Pan has never seen your soul as he
clashes with your Genghis Khan personality - the
Duchess knows you as faint transparency, Attila
the Hun who lost his memory knows you faintly
While Alice in Wonderland sees a blonde little
boy with his red toy truck in which the two of
them safely put her plastic doll for a daily ride;
grandma Cinderella bringing them French toast
in bed; you rocked up at university in a grey
Beetle giving Alice rides to mom’s house and
playing ABBA loud: when the Queen of Hearts
Made Alice bow to strange religious types you
gave her safe refuge: you were so alive, so real
to me; Roger Whittaker singing IF - and I vow
to make you believe in IF Forevermore, I shall
write about your loving heart, I shall cherish
the beauty of your inner being…
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