Professor Kirke
Narnia poem, book-based, freestyle. Spoilers for "The Magician's Nephew". This is one of my favorite poems that I've written. :c)
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I open the door, and there they are:
Peter and Susan.
I am pleased I remembered their names.
I let them in, and they talk to me,
They tell me what is on their minds,
And inside I am a boy,
I am laughing and oh-so-pleased.
I give them logical advice,
And they leave, though worrying still.
I am concerned also,
Though my reasons are different.
So I watch, wait, listen.
And one day I open the door,
And there they are.
Peter, Susan, Edmund and Lucy.
I am pleased I remembered their names.
They raise their eyes and look at me,
And I know.
I look into their eyes, and I know.
I am a boy inside,
I am laughing and oh-so pleased.
I smile and say, "Come in."
They sit.
I sit.
I light my pipe and puff.
And I say,
"Tell me."
Standard Copyright - Merrianna Mutton
~*~
I open the door, and there they are:
Peter and Susan.
I am pleased I remembered their names.
I let them in, and they talk to me,
They tell me what is on their minds,
And inside I am a boy,
I am laughing and oh-so-pleased.
I give them logical advice,
And they leave, though worrying still.
I am concerned also,
Though my reasons are different.
So I watch, wait, listen.
And one day I open the door,
And there they are.
Peter, Susan, Edmund and Lucy.
I am pleased I remembered their names.
They raise their eyes and look at me,
And I know.
I look into their eyes, and I know.
I am a boy inside,
I am laughing and oh-so pleased.
I smile and say, "Come in."
They sit.
I sit.
I light my pipe and puff.
And I say,
"Tell me."
Standard Copyright - Merrianna Mutton

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