The Uncrowned King
I wanted to meet my idol Ruskin Bond
Whose stories I am so very fond
The meeting was scheduled for sharp noon
And I was feeling top of the moon
He was seated on a big armchair
Chubby rosy cheeks and golden hair
He regaled me with stories of his childhood
That continued from boyhood to adulthood
We spoke for hours and hours together
Time stood still for me altogether
What a combination of wit and wisdom
After all he is the uncrowned King of my literary Kingdom.
[ratemypost]
Penmancy gets a small share of every purchase you make through these links, and every little helps us continue bringing you the reads you love!