A Sad Man's Fairytale

I am only a minor 'unknown' in my little corner of the world. Such a simple man am I the lowest lost sheep of the herd. But yet... I paint and write and when my 'pearls' unfurl I could be a lord and master owner of the mighty world. Yet no-one even knows my name. I was born an only child... brought up by a darling Aunt in the Emerald Isles. So now, I paint and I write, some of my art beguiles. But my work lies hidden in the loft in scattered heaps and piles. Often I have heard it said 'the meek shall inherit the earth' I am a meek and lowly man short in height and small of girth. One day, when I have died maybe my name will ring a bell and it will shineth over-night but the future I cannot foretell. A golden wish my heart will make that my daydreams all come true. I'll go to the wishing well tomorrow. Yes ~ that's exactly what I'm going to do.