To My Lady. Poem by Sir Knight of words

To My Lady.

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My lady of the midnight skies
with tender heart and starstruck eyes
I thinkest of ye by the moon
and hopest I returneth soon,

I pleasure thoughts of ye with me
below the lakeside willow tree
where fondest memories of love
between us both were spoke thereof,

My mind dost like a feather be
that floats upon a summer breeze
and hast no wish to land or flee
but drifts in thoughts I have of thee,

I still remain your valiant knight
as all I hold of thee is bright
and thinkest of thee on my quest

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Pg. Lawson 07 October 2006

Such wonderful words to your maiden fair

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Linda Ori 15 April 2006

Ah, the knight has a tender side that is beautiful to behold. Such a whimsical writing from such a seasoned crusader. Wonderful imagery, and so carefree! Lovely! Linda

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Con Nie 13 April 2006

Now that's my kind of a guy! Thanks for the romantic read this evening. Nice poem. Sincerely, Connie Webb

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Patricia Gale 13 April 2006

A wonderful tribute to the lady.The last two stanzas are my favorite. Patricia

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