When Giles had grown into a fine young chimp
And he roamed through the jungles great
He searched around in his circle of friends
To find him a life long mate
But in the chimp community
He found there was no such thing
All the young ladies had been spoken for
And there was nobody left for him
And Giles was saddened and sighed a sigh
As only a chimp can do
He swore one day he would find him a way
To have him a sweatheart to
He roamed all over in a state of want
He was charming the girls around
But the leader of the chimp community
Was constantly putting him down
So one day Giles got awfully mad
And challenged the leader above
He’d stand his ground and prove his strength
In a fight for a thing called love
Now the leader of the chimp community
He was big and was strong and was wild
He knocked Giles down and beat him so bad
And he punished the mischievous child
And Giles ran off in a moment of fear
For his challenge had failed him so
Now he was alone with nobody to care
And no place where he could call home
He heard the sounds of the other chimps
As they laughed and jumped and played
While he sat on the edge of the community
Where he was condemned to stay
As the weeks went by and the days grew long
Young Giles heart grew so cold
He was bitter to be on the outside now
Instead in the family fold
Then Giles heard a voice that called to him
A voice that spoke his name
A voice that rang through the forest around
That brought memories back again
He knew the tone – he knew the roar
He knew the grumbling sound
He knew the one that owned that voice
And he came tumbling down
He ran and ran to reach the sound
He answered with a bark
And all at once he saw her there
In the forest cold and dark
Young Riss had come from far away
In search of Giles to find
She missed her friend from younger years
The love she left behind
The great gray mass stood all around
As they watched young Giles and Riss
And the elephants breathed a common breath
For the young chimp they had missed
And from that day on young Giles he found
A family to call his own
He roamed with them upon the land
He’d found himself a home
He was happy now this fine young chimp
As he swung through the trees above
Following the path of the family herd
Where there was abundant thing called love
19.6.2005
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Aww truly cute this is a very wonderful piece love it!!!!
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Another cute story Lee. Where ever your mind wanders, another great poem follows.
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Thanks so much for reading this piece. It is a follow up to another poem. Glad you liked it.
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Profound
I read from this that regardless of pain,injury and sorrow, love can actually win through. nicely done mate xx
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Thank you so much for reading my friend. You are so right. Love can be found anywhere if you are willing enough to look for it. Some people don't understand that love can be as true as a friendship without any physical contact. True love always wins through. This was actually a follow up to one i use to have on here...much longer though.
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Ahh how beautiful. Do very deep and thought provoking. Love knows no boundaries.
Besutul rhyme. Love the whole piece
Gaylene
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Thank you. This was actually the second part of another poem i wrote a while back, when Giles and Riss first met. I am so glad you liked it.
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Lovely little story in rhyme. Sad in one way but has a message for all that there is a love for everyone if we can but recognise where it comes from, and respond. Real enjoyment reading this. Thanks for keeping Giles in our minds.
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Thanks, Bob. You have probably realized of course that this is the second part of the poem 'who shook my tree'. I accidently deleted who shook my tree and haven't put it back. I appreciate your comments and as soon as i catch up here, i am going to read some more of your story.
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Yes,Lee, I recognised it as the sequel to "Who Shook My Tree" and it follows very well too. Very enjoyable read.
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A great yet sad little tale. Nature can be hard, but i guess it does sort out the strong from the weak. So pleased that Giles got to belong in the end
A pleasure reading
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Thanks for reading this poem. It was the second part to another poem called...Who shook my tree. It's where Giles and Riss first met.
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