Champion
I am woken by your cries in the night
I mount my steed and prepare to take flight
Tell me of the dragons that I may fight
To rid you of pain and restore your sight
Let down your hair from your prison towers
That I may place you amongst the flowers
And soothe your worries in April’s showers
Restoring your strength with all my powers
I will mend your heart and banish distress
And, with love and care, will make you hurt less
Relax and be touched by my mind’s caress
And let me serve you, my precious princess
I may not ride a horse, or dress in white
But I promise I’ll always be your knight ~
Copyright © Nigel Fawcett | Year Posted 2008
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