In the heart of America, a voice strong and free,
Walt Whitman sang of the land and the sea.
With words like whispers of the endless plains,
He captured the soul in poetic refrains.
Leaves of Grass, a testament to time,
Each line a melody, each stanza a rhyme.
He walked through cities, under skies so wide,
Embracing the world with arms open wide.
A lover of nature, of man, of the earth,
His verses celebrated lifeâs endless worth.
Through wars and peace, through night and day,
His poetry shines, guiding the way.
In every leaf, in every blade,
His legacy lives, never to fade.
A poet of the people, a voice of the free,
Walt Whitmanâs spirit in eternity.