A Eulogy

[shadowkell]

There is an empty place upon my shelf
Where a wonderful book used to be
It was not well worn or dog eared
It had not the time to be either
A wondrous book
Of distant shores
Of smoke filled dragon's lairs
Where the sun rose
Over placid purpled oceans
And set behind
Rugged ochre mountains
We discovered worlds together
But now the story is over
There are no pages left for us to turn
Together
The book has been taken away
It brought light and laughter and love
To all that read it
As well as heartache
And now it is gone
No more to be read
But only remembered
As it was one of a kind
Farewell Nicodemus
There will always be a place
Upon my shelf for you