Nikolas Poem by Roger Bewman

One day sun ignited prosperous light
Cosmos was funky again
After millions of years or so
Playing groovy rhythms once more
With celestial clouds and nebulae
Comets Jupiter and Mars…

Though this commotion
A son and a bro was born
Soon his smile appeared
A rainbow for the sunlit skies
Stood by me all those funny
And difficult times

A true rebel soul with great sense of imagination
Always intuitive and wise
There with his music poetry and crazy ideas
Makes me proud, makes me sad
Makes me understand makes me feel glad
Glad to be his fellow bro

Take care bro. You’re the Man.