The Writers' Circle

The sapphire gleam that brights the night
The very tool you use to fight

It guards and shines, to keep you strong
Even when the battles are enduring and long

Think of the past of those who were nice
Has paid the price; the ultimate sacrifice

A locket of memories to which you keep
A essence of souls that hears so deep

No matter what in the path of whim
Always remember, the magical gem