This is something I wrote a some time ago for one of my dearest friends. Since we are celebrating a milestone of sorts, I wanted to remind him (and myself) how much I love him.
Valiant Minstrel
A minstrel wandered cross my path
Somersaulting up a hill instead of down
To catch my attention with a lopsided grin.
He plucked flowers from behind my ear
With an artless sleight of hand possessed
Only by those with a joy for the game.
His songs were found frivolous by many
For they lacked in the hopeless misery
That the times were accustomed to
But they drew laughter from my heart
That floated about me like wild confetti
Making an instant seem a banquet.
So I gave my hand and shared
A secret smile missed by most
Acknowledged only with a chuckle and nod
We understood our victory and whispered the word-
Friend.
Valiant Minstrel
A minstrel wandered cross my path
Somersaulting up a hill instead of down
To catch my attention with a lopsided grin.
He plucked flowers from behind my ear
With an artless sleight of hand possessed
Only by those with a joy for the game.
His songs were found frivolous by many
For they lacked in the hopeless misery
That the times were accustomed to
But they drew laughter from my heart
That floated about me like wild confetti
Making an instant seem a banquet.
So I gave my hand and shared
A secret smile missed by most
Acknowledged only with a chuckle and nod
We understood our victory and whispered the word-
Friend.