Author's note: Hmm... Frankie's living in my foot, but other than that,

there's realy nothing to say about this piece.

Disclaimer: I'm not Lucas, but I am a Mock Trial attorney; don't sue me, I may win.

Rating: G, nothing dirty

Summary: A brief but heartfelt poem about Obi-Wan's ascension to Knighthood

Yes Master

I take your words

on trial with my worth

I will be strong, push on

Still, the solitude is petrifying

I need you with me; to guide and guard

You would tell me that you trust in me

That I have passed harder tests

than these I face

But you were always there

at my side, standing equal

I was but a child when

this all began

You were the only father I knew

Why must I leave now?

When I have just begun

to learn my place

I shall step forward

A new title bearing

Knight Kenobi

No longer your Padawan

But always your son,

Master