

By Paul Baldry In a meadow lush and green,Beneath the summer sun’s warm sheen,Two young hearts, so pure and bright,Walked… READ MORE
Nottingham, Early Spring By Paul Baldry (LongJohn) He stands alone where the hilltop leans,A diamond kite stitched with silent dreams.No… READ MORE
A boy walks down a golden path,Each day a gift, both bright and vast…A chance to cherish, brave, and hold.In… READ MORE
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They ran too late, the train pulled free,A shrug, a sigh… what will be, will be.But fate, that rogue with… READ MORE
In a meadow lush and green,Beneath the summer sun’s warm sheen,Two young hearts, so pure and bright,Walked together, day and… READ MORE
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,… READ MORE
Worn boots on the path, Marching through the weight of time, Memories of pain. Yet courage fuels each heartbeat, A… READ MORE
Childhood, the playtime of life we embrace,With boundless energy, we sprint and race.But soon we don a mask of grown-up… READ MORE
The Dawn of Innocence In the dawn of innocence, as a young boy plays,He explores the world in countless ways.Each… READ MORE
Reflections on Life
Self‑Discovery and Identity — “What Was and What Will Be
The Future You Create
The future waits in quiet clay,
Shaped by the hands that work today.No distant star can chart your way,
Like choices made along the day.Each step becomes tomorrow’s view,
By Paul Baldry (LongJohn)
The future lives in what you do.