There's a friend I know, I think his name is Joe
Though between us are thousands of Miles of Space
Together we Battle Dragons, Wielding Elfin Swords
Forged at the Beginning of time, in a Forgottten Place
Antique Relics they Be, Still are a lot like Him and Me
Their Jewels shine, and Graven Marks are Dark and Deep
The legends ne'r we tell, of troll Heads we Split and Fell
Or Carried each in swoon, for Elfin healings of our Wounds
And sharing Elfin Wine, The Pleasure of these Folks we find
Till on the road we go, and so far apart You'ld Never Know...Shamus
Feb 7, 2015
Feb 7, 2015 at 1:19 PM UTC
There's a friend I know, I think his name is Joe
Though between us are thousands of Miles of Space
Together we Battle Dragons, Wielding Elfin Swords
Forged at the Beginning of time, in a Forgottten Place
Antique Relics they Be, Still are a lot like Him and Me
Their Jewels shine, and Graven Marks are Dark and Deep
The legends ne'r we tell, of troll Heads we Split and Fell
Or Carried each in swoon, for Elfin healings of our Wounds
And sharing Elfin Wine, The Pleasure of these Folks we find
Till on the road we go, and so far apart You'ld Never Know...Shamus
An Homage to my Friend Joe Cole.....
Joe Created a Collection for me called "SilkenTongue Poets" for the Masters of Imagination, The True Craftsmen of the Arts. Come see where Imagination Shines...
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