Poetry - Draft - What is right

I've written this from Daolyth's perspective, because I'm pretty sure he had these thoughts and feelings first. He is, I think, an honourable elf, but clearly quite passionate under his otherwise reserved and pragmatic exterior. I suspect his capacity to do the right thing, even in the face of great personal angst, far exceeds my own, which is part of the joy of having a character to hide behind. They can do things you cannot, both in terms of abilities but also behaviours.

At some point, I'll write down how I think Dao and I are different, just so its clear in my own head.

What is right

I'll stand with you against the night

And wait for dawn to breach

I'll guard your home in rain or frost

And hark unto your speech

I'll watch your back in battle line

And add my voice to yours

I'll lift you when you fall to foes

And tend to all your scars

I'll be advice and wisdom

And pragmatic self restraint

I'll be one who gets things done

And serve without complaint

I'll watch over all your family

And help them all to grow

I'll smile for all your fortune

And home then I will go

I'll see you leave when day ends

And you go to warmth and light

I'll then find in me no happiness

And know I've done what's right