Ode to a Friend

Dedicated To: Ollie Thompson

Ollie, Ollie, why do you look, like you've lost your good looks

In the land of logic and myth

With magic abound, your looks haven't found

A shortcut a around your quick wit

To observe is to behold a moment in time

And you my good friend can see

Just look thru the glass, their lies a fine past

For all to view and believe

So Ollie, oh Ollie, please bear with me

And with those who seek the truth

A man such as you, who sees all the trees

Will forever be cherished by me

Written by: Roland R. Ruiz

September 24, 2005