Maiden In White Poem by Aj Snow

There once was a maiden draped in white
She prayed for justice and all which was right

A blessing to those who sought solace from their sorrow
And for those who would never see tomorrow

Pure of heart and soul
She was always there to console

A lighthouse for the broken, a saint for the weary
None know where she went, but there is a theory

That she traveled the war-torn world for those in need
Alas, alone she could not perform this deed

She had but one who stood beside her
A knight, who for protection she would defer

For this task, only one would do
Nothing escaped his purview

Strong as steel and quick as lightning
His chilly visage was quite frightening

For those who sought to steal her light
Found themselves halted by the knight

Even with his blood-stained sword and pitch-black armor
She only ever saw him as her childhood friend, just a farmer