A sonnet written in year 9, in tribute to the Doctor:
The lonely god drifts slowly place to place
You can cross paths, but when you do beware
He protects everything that is the case
And time for him is endless without care
Tomorrow shall bring forth another day
But skies do burn in mention of his name
No one knows except for those who say
But even then they don’t so they stay sane
His family gone and his whole world gone too
He has seen so much so kind he will be
For him it will not be seen for you to
Worship him. Do not go on your knee
He has lost so much in his stretch of time
His ancient mind forever shall be mine
