Princess Patience
She holds on to her every dream
The princess, there, behind thick stone
T’was of her knight to come and free
To build, with her, an ample home
There she sits, at window, still
Counting, praying, that he’ll soon show
For thoughts of him give such a thrill
Upon her face, her smiles grow
Though lonely in imprisoned tower
She waits for him, with love to bestow
As night so comes and sun descends
She still sits waiting, for her man
With feelings strong, dare not pretend
She keeps her hope, as much she can
Her dreams, they never ever cease
She feels that one day soon he’ll show
With each day, her love increase
To where it soon will overflow
But, yet she waits for him to come
The knight, with love, born long ago
Copyright © Michael Degenhardt | Year Posted 2009
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