This is the end
for ever my friend...

Tick- tock
time flies by...

A jesters only smile
the truth hidden behind a fear of death...

Love,
love is the end of a weary mind...

Looking high and low for a friend
seeming to find that day to day...

I had a dream so fair
she looked as if moon had a daughter...

In far there was an infested land
that sat twixt the raging seas...

The truth
last and final victory...

In trailing hem
the slightest hint of the divine...

Sitting neath a willow tree
i looked upon the place id set...

I lost the life i long to lead
along the worn and trodden path...

What a friend i had
more faithful than a brother...