A White Knight And His Maiden Poem by paul barnacle

The strange tale of the maiden who saved the knight,

After years in the forest, lost,

IHe stumbled across a clearing, that offered hope and sanctuary.

In it was a beautiful woman carrying a massive stone.

He tried to help her bare the weight, to put it down.

The massive armour he wore made it impossible to be of any use.

So instead of dropping the stone and running away,

She simply smiled and gently took away his armour,

Then picking up the stone again they held hands and walked back into the forest.

Eachday the stone shrank a little,

Some days the thicket seemed impeneterable and their way blind,

Some days they rested by sunlite pools.

To this day they walk on hand in hand,

In love.

A knight and his maiden.

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