With vines entwined round heart and mind
Blue returned with swords behind.
Queen Qroost welcomed back all
For even if you fall
You must have first stood tall.
With his knighthood won, Blue had just begun
The work that others shun.
He now defends
The odds and ends
On which we all depend.
When swords wandered out of woods as knights
Some things were known as right:
They were more deeply rooted in themselves
With a wealth they’d never sell
Thanks to the Woods of Haspun Knights.