Sunday, 20 February 2011

#0026

I sit here in my tower
Unsure of why I wait
A few handsome princes have attempted
To rescue me from this fate.
Some were brave and cunning,
And so polite! but yet
In my mind was the man
Who was the first I met.
I do not know if he was a knight;
Though it was in his countenance
Yet I think he thought my love for him
Was more due to circumstance.
Our time together was all too brief
The love seemed heaven blessed
But something was urging him on
To persue a lofty quest.
He vowed to me he would be back
And into the sun he fled
It seemed to me all light grew dim
And the moon that night was red.
It's tiring to sit here
And be the one who stays,
Though keeping busy tends to pass
The most tedious of days.
With every set of hooves I see
My knight returning here
His head held high in victory
The path for us so clear.
I'll educate my mind so that
When that great day arrives
I'm prepared for the adventures
We'll chase together in our lives.

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