Ode to the Warrior

My warrior, you inspire me to write.
How I love the way you see and embrace,
Invading my mind day and through the night,
Always dreaming about the marbles in place.

Let me compare you to a golden bay?
You are born wild, protective and dark.
Intense breeze warms the sand dune dancers of May,
And like springtime there is a mysterious spark.

How do I love you? Let me count the ways.
I love your collective words, mana and soul.
Thinking of your beating heart fills my days.
My love for you is the directive goal.

Now I must away with a lifelong heart,
Remember my strong words whilst we’re apart.

Poems by my son

The stars so bright in the gloomy night,
A forest so mysterious it will make you curious,
The full moon as bright as a northern light.

People went missing with no trace behind,
A monster the size of a house,
That no one could find,
A monster that could eat a giant mouse.

The poem of the man lost at sea

Lost at sea,
Miles away from land the next thing you know
your covered in sand,
A futuristic city in front of you eyes
A futuristic city full of lies,
100 Years past
As quick as a flash.

By son who is eight.