A Man of Many HatsA Poem by Esther Night
When I hear you Singing like a King Dancing surrounded by the lost children Of too young Peter Pan’s Neverland When I hear you With glitter all upon it Loving, waiting for hate to stop Like a starlight rays When I hear you Who used to be troubled and abused Used to be accused and laughed at A man of many hats A man of many hats © 2012 Esther Night |
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Added on April 7, 2012 Last Updated on April 7, 2012 Author
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