Godfather...
Your brown eyes comfort me,
As do your words.
You've always protected me,
With your sword as your ward.
I feel your embrace
always catching me as I fall
Whenever I felt pressed,
You're always there... my leaning wall.
You named me, Godfather,
With you by my side,
I've gone further,
Than I had had abide.
To know... You protect me
with all your heart
Made me
Understand what we are a part.
One day I may call you brother,
but to me
You'll always be
my Godfather.
Thank you, Lord Conrart von Weller.