White Knight
The white knight rides here and there,
his presence is felt everywhere,
he serves neither flag nor crown at all
but serves us all both large and small,
he may be as cold as ice and snow
but his heart does thus glow,
steel and fire may break and burn him
but they can never kill him,
with helm as gold as sun
and horse as white as light,
he is meant to lead us to tomorrow
and we are meant to follow.
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I would like to translate this poem
Write comment. Such a nice start, Aj, Snow. Read my poem, Love and Iust. Thanks