The Spinner of Tales
A Master of the Written Word
In honor of "The Spinner of tales",
and for the master of the written word,
In his very techniques, and expletives,
He used adjectives, often unheard.
He was the champion of all the meek,
And a savior of those having needs,
There's simply no one else to compare,
In his words or in all of his deeds.
Is it a story he tells, of the days gone by,
Of many adventures, or of despair,
A weaver weaving in his mastery,
His chosen words that he wishes to share?
The experienced and seasoned,
Author of poetry, in rhyming, or in his prose,
Will display to all of his readers so well,
The feelings that he so skillfully shows.
A wonderful magician performing his works,
And his senses are, so very keen,
Relating of his life on the pages we see,
What tragedy for it to remain unseen.
In accounting of his exciting life events,
He may have chosen one day to send,
His writings were reserved for us,
In solving this mystery, held until the end.
And if you may have asked him then,
Why he writes, a surprise you'd surely get,
Not knowing the reason behind the rhyme,
But, that he was still in searching, yet.
