‘For Will’
his talents were shared by a kind hearted Dub (Dubliner).
he whistled like the birds and fit like a glove.
beneath his exterior glowed a spirit of the ages who had battled himself and come up trumps.
an artist, observer and possessed by words.
he lives in a world created by dream.
alone I am not as he pens his next verse.
there’s others like me who are both blessed and cursed.
our world he enriches with his passion and flare
for the poet is among us and his soul he does bare.
Martin Lynch
