A Singular Book📖

 
A brilliant career we had calved,  
The places master and I roamed.

Memories... are all that I have,  
While wedged between brothers I’ve known.  
 
The years have not gone very well  
Since master’s fortunes have all flown.  
 
He looks for answers from the shelves,  
His’try, as books like me have shown  
 
Is bound to repeat, as he delves,  
He prays that his luck will come home.  
 
There’s ‘neigh can be done by the elves,  
On pages, words written in stone.  
 
Though hundreds of me by ourselves,  
Both master and I stand alone.