Saturday, 18 April 2020

Charlie










Charlie was born a princely thing
Not too long before my birth
I was born a common lad
He was born to be a King.

He is now older, as am I
A wise and ponderous soul
Who cares for the ailing earth
The seas and the universal sky.

He’s worked for struggling youth
For more friendly city streets
He’s always been inclusive
A man in search of truth.

From long ago a sage advocate
For a gentler, more sustainable way
Some laughed, oh yes some scoffed
Unheeded, is it now too late.

Charlie was born for princely deeds
A cellist he was at one time
The artist’s brush he uses well
And fine literature he reads.

He is a man for every season
A man of the heart and mighty strong
One who might seem a bit aloof
But definitely a man of reason.

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