The cuckoo escaped from its opened cage
Copper in the bedroom lit up the page
Fellow birds embossed self-portraits on walls
Chirped and sang lullabies as darkness called
Picture window of Lake Constance adorned Baer's office
Ferry mandolins thinly sliced the calm blue surface
Glide across the peaceful mirrored glass with precision
Deep-pocketed gawky tourists constant invasion
Swinging bells echoed through the uninterrupted air
Hand in hand we explored the small neighbourhood in pairs
A Malaysian compatriot (pulled up a chair) sat by the garden
An elongated tea drenched chat (over cups of tea) sans shenanigans
Gospel Oak started our friendship's pure beating heart
Twittering into the night sang the escaped brown lark
Melting cheese fondue infused air stealthily crept
Weaved a web of stories as the children slept
Bid adieu and climbed aboard the train
Disappearing lake glimpses to our left on the flat terrain
Slowly crafted into a quilted glacial dream
Awed by the sight of waterfalls and icy streams
Our train parallel to the Bernina tourist trail
Where the head can see its long metal tail
As time slowed down along the corkscrew tracks
Italian gourmet welcomed by our digestive tracts
