I yearn for the land of the silver sea,
and the home walls of the castle keep.
Where gentle knights with honor hold,
to codes that protect both young and old.
The great king ruled with wisdom and grace,
and his redhaired Queen was fair of face.
Oh can you see them in the large great hall,
where fancy tapestries hung on the walls.
And the ladies blushed behind their fans,
as the bravest knight asked one to dance.
It was a merry time for all that were there,
and even the poorest were given a chair.
And the king then stood and made a vow,
to protect each and everyone there.
And the knights all gave a rousing cheer
while the young queen shed a few tears.
Yes thats the land I know as home,
a place with in my heart and soul.
Someday I shall go back there again,
to a gentle, healing, mystic land.
by Lady FernLily 3-12-11
My Lady FernLilly; This is a wonderful idea. I do write a wee bit of poetry but have written nothing that fits the topic of this group. Methinks I will need to see if I can create something apporpriate.
I am at your service.
Awwww - You gave me such a warm feeling
Again thank you for sharing this...Truly Beautiful!! I do hope you share more of your writings with us Sir Blackwolf.