Little peg leg!
Free as a bird, but yet, from far the flight it came to my hand,
Peggy is her name, the sweet little darling, her name does understand,
From far away I called, far, far away, straight to me, she flew, On this earth, it’s not natural, but she knew,
A friend she had, not diamonds he offered but food,
From cold and hunger changed her mood,
Mutual giving, of spirit, and moments of freedom with me,
I, gave in return, some treats, and shared with her to be,
Together one soul one mind in the moment of time,
Sharing both our soul divine,
She looks and me and knows what’s in my heart,
I look at her, into her eyes, and know of her, I am now a part,
True friends, real true , share each others needs, and joy,
Be it girls, or bird, or boy,
This I share with you my friend,
Our love and freedom blend,
Share in this world and all its beauty,
Share love and freedom with a Cutie.
From cold and hunger changed her mood
And what a marvelous friend you are; the world needs many more just like you.
Georg
Ingeborg