A foundling born on Allworthy’s land,
Young Tom Jones, hero, with heart so grand.
A rake, a rogue, with passions high,
Beneath eighteenth-century sky.
With wit and charm, he roams afar,
Through love and loss, chasing his star.
The world, it turns with folly’s grace,
As the charming Tom seeks his place.
A life of scandal, yet joy and cheer,
With dear hearts entwined, both far and near.
From lovers’ games to duels of might,
He stumbles forward, seeking light.
His journey long, with folly and fame,
Through laughter, tears, he plays the game.
Character blooms, so full of life
With twists and turns and travails rife.
Yet in the end with the truth in hand,
Tom finds his place in a noble land.
Through all his faults, his heart does gleam,
For love, though tested, is his dream.
So here we find in Fielding’s tale,
A hero flawed, yet set to sail.
Tom Jones, a name that will endure,
A story of life, both wild and pure.
© 1972, Kenneth Koziol. All rights reserved.
