Sleep

The War's over,
Peaceful, now
Sweet will be,
The start of this,
This longed slumber,
Since Eighteen,
And now, Forty-two,
I never thought,
I'd fall asleep,too
I hated enemies,
And wished them Ill,
I have spite still,
And how I longed,
To make a kill,
Bosom friends,
Have I made,
And all the mem'ries,
Will not fade,
I'd not've been me,
The Shandris you see,
Without dearest Family,
My Father Bolboda,
From Anars and Tellarises,
My Mom Aeife,
From Murnes and Pyralises,
My Grandma Kamaylie,
Who ever stands,
Bold (and old) as can be,
My bestest friend,
Who's called Glijije,
T'was there always,
From Newborn me,
Until I reached Plenary,
Oh, I remember the days,
We pointed at things always,
From Orcs, to creepers,
Oh, and our Enemies, too
You were with me,
More'n anyone else was,
Even after we both left,
And so, I met,
Our Celidonian Mates,
From Sal to Caelas,
To Grumpy Gurn,
And Whirling Cort,
Many thanks,
To the Silvari,too
Wrinkles, Kitten and Fish,
For'll the hugs, the hugs,
And yes, more hugs,
I'd dream of them,
In my sleep,too
And all the people,
Who gave meaning to life,
I'm forever grateful,
And the few of you,
Who'd be disappointed,
I'm terribly sorry,
Too many people,
Too little time,
This list could go on,
And on, and on, and on,
I have to go, I'm tired now,
I'd take the mem'ries,
All unto eternity,
Many thanks, and now,
Once more, I say,
Three things, I haven't
In these past years,
Farewell,
Walk well,
Be well.

Shandris


Penned by my hand on the 14th of Halitus, in the year 560 AD.