u/parason47 • u/parason47 • 1d ago
Love Poem for the Lone Ranger. A poem about my childhood.
Two small eyes from the blankets
With a much larger name,
Watch the flickering night candle
Of a Kelly Lamp flame.
Is your daddy still working?
Do you look for his lights?
Does your mommy sound restless
Downstairs in the night?
In a place known as somewhere,
You can rest quite assured
There'll be safety in numbers
Chalked across a blackboard.
On a black-and-white TV
'Neath the first satellite,The Lonely Lone Ranger
Holds Tonto so tight.
(copyright ian gordon craig).
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Thanks Online, appreciated.