Busy-ness has kept me away from blogging for a bit, so I decided to check back in. Here’s a poem, and happy friday!
You wear no crown
Nor a flowing gown
But when you are around…
You have this power that is best
Setting off this fluttering in my chest
In short, I’d call you a princess.
I carry no sword, or a shield
To a dragon I would yield
But when I see you my fate is sealed…
All your foes I would fight
Until you stand in the light
In short, I’d want to be called your knight.
Instead of fighting beasts
I would at the least
Make any tears of yours cease.
I’d find it worthwhile
With gumption and guile
To make sure every day that you smile.
In return from you
All you have to do
Is let me bask in your maroon hue.
If we could make out too that would also be great,
But I’d leave that part to fate
Either way, Almost princess you have An almost knight ready-in-wait.