Stories of Yesteryear

Come, and lay here, on this soft grassy hill hear stories I'll tell from yesteryear the sun is setting... the air calm and fair though a gentle breeze can caress your hair listen, my dear, about the dragons you fear allow your ears to be aware of the stories I bring of Damsels in distress, of Knights and their King lay your head down on the grass to listen I'll brush the hair away from eyes that glisten so they may stay open as each story unfolds of ladies in love with their Knights so bold once upon a time... there was a maiden on a hill with light in her eyes... she lays without fear wanting to hear stories about yesteryear 5/17/18