Khalil once raced like a comet in flight, Now he rules from two thrones, both day and night. A couch in the lounge, a bed by the wall, He snores like a monarch who owns it all.
Rescued by Michael with hair so blue, A pianist whose kindness glimmers through. Khalil is goofy, lazy, and…
In Inwood’s shade I softly tread, A crown of dreams upon my head. A tiny frame, a noble grace, A sleepy smile upon my face.
They say I’m twelve, a gentle age, With years that whisper like a sage. My coat is grey, my eyes are wide, I walk with peace and dainty pride.
My…