Natural Man
Is there a natural man,
The walrus said?
Whose ideas are bright
And feet are not lead?
Who says what he means
And means what he says?
Who is capable of love, an
All of the best?
The prince charming
We long for as children
Come out of the storybook
As is written
Please, come hither, soon,
For life without you
Is like an island on which
You are marooned
Copyright © Anita Shirk | Year Posted 2005
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