My Little Detective
My Little Detective
I saw and first heard
It roared like T-rex and whistled like bird
Underneath the wooden stand shall appear
A finely built little boy wearing a crew cut hair
Far away to the place I stayed
He sometimes banished due to slow internet bandwidth
Turned me into a blank thousand-yard stare
I longed to hear his little jaunt pleasure
He is a picture to reveal my happiness
An allegory to tell my journey’s success
If on a magical-intellectual land of puzzles can inhibit
He is a boon to get me deep through the thicket
A special break in winter, a moment so right
Find the one who likes this color code #4E9258
Whose name is in this code: 16-9-15 14-15-5-12
Reveals a saint’s name and my name is involved
Two factors, holy and first Christmas
He is my love, my whole life to embrace
His mother’s face, their likeness you will know
Read the clue, line-by-line as you go
His time so precious that I need to guard
A super sleuth knows how to trap his bard
Now I cracked the code, solved this riddle
He is my little detective, my son “Pio Noel”
September 4, 2015
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