Since I was young, I understood,
My heart was drawn to Robin Hood.
Not just the tales of forest green,
But courage shining where hope seemed thin.
Was it the bow, the path unknown,
Or being outcast, yet fully shown?
Perhaps his strength to stand alone,
And choose the right when wrong had grown.
A gentle soul with giving hands,
Helping others through the lands.
He bore the pain yet still gave more,
A heart that opened every door.
Never saying “no” to need,
Even betrayed, he chose good deeds.
What faith it takes to give, not take,
To love through trials for Heaven’s sake.
It takes me back to days long gone,
When Grandma’s door was never wrong.
No one hungry, none turned away,
Her love reflected Christ each day.
It’s more than faith, more than kind,
It’s roots that shape a heart and mind.
A legacy of truth and grace,
That only God Himself could place.
Though mocked, unloved, misunderstood,
Still brave and bold stood Robin Hood.
Against injustice, strong he stayed,
Though thanks were few, he never swayed.
So when you’re tired, feeling low,
Remember this before you go:
The same God who gave him might,
Will carry you through darkest night.
Lift your head, take aim, be true,
God fights your battles and walks with you.
For deep inside, when life feels crude,
By faith you rise as Robin Hood.
Willie Torres Jr….
09/28/2025
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Willie Torres Jr. 
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