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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
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