Hopes painted auburn by auspicious winds swathe nigh,
Are yours like dreams now in reality enshrined.
For you have made your luck – the world is yours to take,
Enfolded in the flutter of a coat, with starlight twined.
Many a fellow journeyman was since forgot,
The fragile beauty of a life for others played.
Perhaps you will escape the critic’s sharpened tongue,
Their grueling pens will learn to charm, turn to expedient aid.
The road you tread is not an easy one and long
Will be the time until you find respite and may
Resolve to bargain for yourself another life…
The lure of adventures new, ‘till then all kept at bay.