Ode to a Dear Friend
'Twas in Oasis, in my younger days, when first I saw his face.
Saw his quiet charm and soon respected his staid ways.
A true gentleman, a fine dark elf, a fearless warrior,
A sad and lonely orphan of a lost and ancient order.
That was the day I first discovered whom I consider friend
He bent his knee in front of me, my wounds he did attend
"Stay still now, let me help you," he said to me quietly
And though his words were soft they carried much authority
We spoke a while together, of both his past and mine
We slew caimans and crocodiles, and elsewise passed the time
And when he finally took his leave, I felt that we were close
He disappeared into the shadows, and I missed him I suppose
When next I heard his voice it was echoing in my mind
And I heard sadness in the voice of the one who'd been so kind
Using words of reassurance, I tried so hard to comfort him
In hopes he would not leave this world so I could see my friend again.
Long days went past and still no word, I began to feel the worst:
That my dear friend had ended his life because he felt so cursed.
And then one day while close to death and running for my life
I heard the beast behind me die, slain by my dear friend's knife.
Ecstatic and overjoyed I threw my arms around his neck
And after I had hugged him tight I gave his cheek a peck
And as he bandaged me again, kneeling in the sand
I asked him to accompany me to a party I had planned
Drink was flowing freely, I was so drunk as nearly dead
And my friend just sighed at me and then slowly shook his head
And here is a sign of friendship that I then learned to understand
That they can watch you act a fool and still want to be your friend
Times go by so quickly and I have not seen him for so long
That I oft begin to think of him and wonder if something's wrong
But somehow when I need him he always hears my cries
Takes a step out from the shadows and is suddenly by my side
He lifts my chin and wipes the tears that fall from my sad eyes
Puts my head upon his chest and listens while I cry
Holds me close while I sob and weep, pouring out my problems with a stutter
And somehow he always fixes things and everything seems better
You, friend, are always there for me, even after so long
So I give you what I have to give, these words in form of song
I want to tell you what your friendship means, and that it's touched my heart
And though in flesh we may be far, inside, we'll never part.
Thank you friend, you know who you are...