Once I had a dear friend, as pure as knights of old.
He had the strength of seven men, faithful, true, and bold.

Fighting dragons "fear" and "hate", leaning on God's hand, He went on missions for the King into the Promised Land.

He rescued damsels in distress from fear of shame's despair; then traveled far and traveled wide to find his lady fair.

I write these words, before the time and distance dim my view, to tell a masterpeice was made when God created you.