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The Little Prince


The little prince


Coming down to earth


Somewhere in the dark



No whisper, no spark


Recognizes nothing worth.



He cannot wait the world


Waking up to see him


Shaking his little head


Throwing his view onto the sea


Listen to his face laughing


Look to his heart,


It´s not dead.



Yes, you can believe me


He´s someone special.




A heart full of poems,


A soul full of yearnings,


But nothing of his dreams


Is to become real.



Only lighten gems


Followed by worthless things,


There is only one person to love


It seems.



(© Mac McLaw - Autumn 1991)