There is a friend, closer than a brother;

Through thick and thin, you’ll wish for no other.

His comfort, sweet; yes, sweeter than honey:

His care, like lembas, keeps for long journeys.

Look past his stature, for value’s unseen:

Look in his heart, there is treasure beneath.

He may appear to be boorish and coarse;

But on his shoulder, he’ll bear up your course.

Tempered, tested — much more precious than gold:

His glitter is his soul, this dear mellon.

Citation Information

Donald W. Catchings, Jr., “The Hero from Bagshot Row,” An Unexpected Journal 3, no. 1. (Spring 2020), 61.

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