Written for the Hagga Sophia
In My Memory
Standing tall and lonely
I never move- but shrink away
As my limbs crumble and fall
No one notices as I begin to fade
I once had grace and splendor
Surrounded with many others
As time and empires passed I
Watched the demise of brothers
I've severed in the presence of kings.
While he and his court have died
I'm sure they'd be proud that, I
Their greatest supporter, survived.