The Never Pale
goddess modest muse of mine
lend i now thy art divine
that may i thy law invoke
thought by fools to be a joke
for to light the flame anew
that once did brightly shine for you
long ago in ages past
in avalon the first and last
kingdom of the world most high
in peace and love the starry sky
yet still reminds us of the tale
the morning star, the never pale
Copyright © Steven Hanlon | Year Posted 2015
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