Of witches,dragons,devils, and mystic
silvery creatures,fantastic haunting stories
of mystical journeys in perilous golden
lands far far away does he adamantly tell.
Of war and famine and victories
sweet does he sadly sing mournful
odes to those glorious valiant
times of long ago.
And of ethereal glories and precious
loves does he ever somberly tell me
until the candles go out on rainy nights
as he recalls those heroic days that
have so sadly passed him by.
Donavon Scott Vinson