the many faces of Gideon Pepler

 

The Many Faces of Gideon Pepler

 

Gideon Pepler walks the lane,
a paper mask against the rain.
Some say it hides a secret grin,
some say it keeps his daydreams in.

 

He tips his hat to passers‑by,
a twinkle always in his eye;
the mask may guard what words can’t tell,
but laughter’s something you can’t quell.

 

At dusk he lifts it, just a crack,
to sip his tea, to watch the black
of night slip in, all calm and slow —
and only moonlight sees the glow.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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