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Peter, you have words
cordial and trustful
In adverse times
folks sleep in peace
and dream of
good times to come
While you keep awake
devising ways to
protect the honest
and the simple
from adversity
Your searching eyes
seek the mute
human civilization
and the pain
of wars entombed
in memorials
and museums
In times when
man is out to
gobble everything
in sight you eat
little and drink
less
Untouched by greed
rich in sensitivity
you stand with
friends often
against yourself
Opening bottles of
wine with enviable
expertise your joy
is in watching others
enjoy
Familiar with
the crookedness of
the genteel you
hold on to
a moral code
of your very own
Peter Brawns
you are a friend
of the soul in
a world where
friends become strangers
at the drop of a hat.
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