An Ode to my eternally acaffeinemic friend

In the corner of a gloomy, dull room,

A sleepy owl rested in his leather cocoon.

Lost in the computer screen, strumming the keyboard tune,

His eyelids drooped like the leaf in the mid-summer noon. 

In search of excitement to excel in MS Excel,

Long walked his mind in an arduous travail.

In a moment of wow! Like a ship swept by a gale,

His mind went berserk in joy, hard to curtail.

In a place where we worked like zombies,

He alone, ran around like a kid who found candies.

Plucking me forcefully from my niche of daydreams,

He strode along like a man who accrued a thousand victories.

Like a wilting plant turning turgid with the first raindrop, 

His face bloomed with vigour with every coffee shot.

In truth, a farewell is only for the body that parts,

For in memories, we live, laugh, and send our regards.