His smile a curious comfort like so much loose change
a pocket full for any day when sunshine needed a bloom
eyes sparkled easily
laughter too, in many colours
personalities came and went
as fashion caste his song amongst the backdrop of his life's curtain falls
the ever-evolving scenes a constant
though nothing ever really changed
that cheeky mischief maker façade
a clever cover for his honest yet philosophical view
his shadow caste long across our paths
his voice carried his tales true and false
he weathered occasional rain,
fell, as we do, in and out of loves
wore his larrikins hat like a phantoms mask
but always was so damned human
gone is the artwork of his carefree footsteps
gone is the crackle of life below his languid gait
the laughter which helped light any room
a wit to cut the core of any nonsense
taken by the night which covered his departure
so that the morning was left to let us know that he was gone
laughter too, in many colours
personalities came and went
as fashion caste his song amongst the backdrop of his life's curtain falls
the ever-evolving scenes a constant
though nothing ever really changed
that cheeky mischief maker façade
a clever cover for his honest yet philosophical view
his shadow caste long across our paths
his voice carried his tales true and false
he weathered occasional rain,
fell, as we do, in and out of loves
wore his larrikins hat like a phantoms mask
but always was so damned human
gone is the artwork of his carefree footsteps
gone is the crackle of life below his languid gait
the laughter which helped light any room
a wit to cut the core of any nonsense
taken by the night which covered his departure
so that the morning was left to let us know that he was gone
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Author:
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