Lad Poem by Aram Stefanian

I got an eyeful of Valhalla, and it was freezing cold
Trying to work myself up to greeting unfamiliar souls
I asked, ''Que pasa amigos! Trouble with central heating? ''
They cold-shouldered me, just one lad came up to me
He smiled and said he'd been waiting for me too long
His name was Sven, but the name didn't ring a bell
He said he was my beloved adopted son in my past life
And else I used to have ESP, but failed to foretell his death
I was so dazed and torn up that couldn't utter a word
He gave me a hug and asked me to give him a promise,
''If you keep loving me till hell freezes over,
I can change into an angel, and you'll be left in my care.''