The children always gather round
and sit cross legged upon the ground
to listen to his every sound
weaver of tales
He’ll tell them of the things he’s done
the day he flew into the sun
though it was hot, he had such fun
weaver of thoughts
Castles, battles and noble knights
dragons, fire and the fearsome fights
of terrors and of ghostly frights
weaver of dreams
With dolphins he has swum the seas
and sat with monkeys in the trees
he’s flown on high with birds and bees
weaver of fun
He’ll tell of pirates, fairies too
and animals caged in a zoo
he’ll make them talk, and swear it’s true
weaver of words
He tells the tale of man’s great plight
and how he always has to fight
to stop the darkness, keep the light
weaver of hope
To hear him speak captures your heart
his every word wisdom impart,
he’ll make you smile right from the start
weaver of love
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Hilly xxx
