No poem this
That which I write
But words with feelings
To thank you with 
0 Warrior, Amber Knight. 

For sorry did I feel
For the loss of my heart
But more for my soul
Stolen in the dark.

The life I buried
The feelings that died
The love I could not find
For the wings that dried
 And fires that slept
The cruelest sleep
In the coldest night.

Then I awoke
To the warmth Of amber light
For the warrior she
Found my soul
Pawned to the angel
Of deaths delight.

A battle ensued 
The screams were loud
The wounds deep
In the arrows flight
But she won
The Amber Knight
O saviour mine. 

So I thank thee
From my heart
But most from my soul
For showing me
The warmth
 Of Amber light.

I Frederick Grandmaster