Thirty-Eight Orbits – Mark's Poetry Corner

They said I’d never walk alone,
That wheels would carve my path in stone.

Yet fate had plans they couldn’t see,
A fire inside was guiding me.

In Year 10, with steady stride,
By Jackie’s side, I walked with pride.

Llyn Brenig stretched so vast, so wide—
Eight miles, then nine, defying tides.

For all my days, through joy and strife, I only sought to honour life, To make them proud—my blood, my kin— A legacy that glows within.

At Henshaws, where my dreams took flight, I found my heart, my guiding light.
Natalie’s love, so pure, so true, Through trials fierce, we forged anew.

Yet shadows fell, dark whispers came, At Hull, at Bangor—grief and shame.
The weight of mind, too much to bear, Yet still I rose, I breathed new air.

Now happiness, my right, my due, With Natalie, our bond holds true.
Though hands have taken, hearts misled, No more shall trust be blindly spread.

Thirty-eight orbits round the sun, A journey fought, a race well-run.
No chains remain, no fate confined— I walk this road, my path defined.