As They'd Been Before

by SplatDragon

The butler would greet them And they'd be a family once more As they'd been before

The butler lay on the ground
The steward bowed his head and frowned
The gardener cried
The butler had died
The chef had lost another
whom he called a brother
The Master would be so upset;
the maid began to fret

He was just a little boy
And had yet to realize the butler was not a toy
Who could be bent but not broken,
suffering to retrieve his Master's token
Who would fight until the last
of his breaths had passed
His lips as he lay dying,
and the Master was crying
not to die, Sebastian, this isn't a joke

Even as the yolk
was removed from the butler's shoulders
and the coffin's holders
could only pray
That someday
in Heaven, they could see him
The butler would greet them
And they'd be a family once more
As they'd been before