Ink-stained fingers, a poet’s resolve,
Crafting dreams with words that revolve
“Life favours the courageous” he scribes with might.
Sparking flames in hearts, igniting the night.

A boy of ink, dreams woven in rhyme,
Yearning for tales beyond place and time.
From poet to soldier, his journey unfurls,
Courage his compass, amid the worlds whirls.

Through battles fought and victories won,
His quest for adventure is far from done.
Now in search of love, a heart beating true.
Guided by verses, old and new.

Home he seeks, in a lovers embrace,
A sanctuary of peace, a sacred place.
The boy poet, now a man of lore,
His journey, a story, rich to explore.

With pen in hand, he etches his fate,
A symphony of life, both early and late.
For in daring to dream, and daring to roam.
The boy poet found love, and made a brave home.

Paul Baldry