I sailed into a poets port,
A place romantic hearts resort.
Found there words of gem and gold.
Like buried treasures of old.
Tears, laughter, sighs and cries
Some were true and some were lies.
Some that made the heart to leap.
And some so sad they made you weep.
It is a place much sort these days,
A place away from hardship ways.
An eldorado without strain.
A utopia without pain.
I welcome you it's where I live,
This is the place from where I give.
And should you wish to stay awhile,
I welcome you with open smile.
Ever so humble it is home.
For here I am never alone.