What’s In a Name

Sweet Will

Any language worth its salt has at least one alpha voice one great troubadour born to elevate the very essence of lives lived not in vain of dreams held not in check

But if you are bound like me to claim the English tongue then with me you might agree Sweet Will is the chosen one

Who among us has not filched a phrase committed verse to heart thrust home a dagger of perception to quell capricious argument

And then convenes he so with love as gentle soil accepts the rain the passions of the heart the longings of the soul all that is truly lost or truly gained become through him an open book

So if you are bound like me to claim the English tongue then with me you might agree Sweet Will is the chosen one