Serenade For Flute

No roof no mood flat affect Glances empty no space for sorrow Small rucksack to collect No tears to borrow A sloppy flute A black and white photo Of a young boy now mute Carpe Diem his motto Dreamy alone and in despair Jonny the homeless lives there By the Post Office stair Some bags and a few rugs to wear Ask for him and give him a penny To play ‘Serenade’ by his son Tony Died three years ago leaving alone Amy If you aim to know a romantic story “General Hospital, Leigh Valley Room Number Five, Head Nurse Sally Hippocastanum Alley Floor 2, could remember hardly” Tony could gather His tunes from the storm From the sun and from his father Feverish nights since he was born Holding dad’s hands To cope with his pain Plagued by swollen glands Now saluted by a brittle rain One night Darkness Scuffling his noisy leaves Waving his branches Knocked on his windows rims It craved Tony during Fall Tormented by pain torn by malaise Dad Jonny couldn’t hold him whole Asking to docs for some delays Then a cessation rainbow A leaf fell with no array Onto Tony’s window It took him while floating away “Tony my Tony”… Talented flautist with poisoned blood It was when leaves are yellow and brown General Hospital alley season’s stylish Hippocastanum wrapping the road gown You can hear leaves swish Now Jonny plays Tony’s last tune ‘Serenade for flute’ by a leaf that has gone Playing it for the kids that gather there in turn Rehearsing it whenever alone He plays it for a few pennies To buy some food and cardboard beds A lively melody in subways galleries All he owned gone for staminal cells Jonny the homeless in his little tent No tears to spend Asking for a penny to lend For some stars and for a grief to bend At night he can hear the breeze No one to talk no one to say He looks at the stars and hears Tony’s tunes sent for his dismay Looking at the sky at South-South East On Orion Belt the first three notes Serenade the only reason to feast And the kids asking for Tony’s quotes Fall again in the road Breeze playing Serenade To the trees by the wind towed To the stars in a melodic cascade