In the shadow of his dreams a boy stood tall.
Though life had stripped him of all his treasures.
His heart, a fortress, weathered every storm,
His spirit, unbroken, took a fearless form.
He wandered through the nights, so cold and dark,
With only hope to guide his faltering spark,
Each step he took a testament to will,
For in his soul, a fire burned bright and still.
Though loss had carved its mark upon his face,
He rose above, with dignity and grace.
A phoenix from the ashes, he became,
A beacon of resilience, in life’s grand game.
