A TARNISHED KNIGHT IS NOT HER KIND

No longer a flame burning now just ashes in the wind

 

A TARNISHED KNIGHT IS NOT HER KIND

There was a pretty lady

She lived so far away.

Everyday I spoke to her

It brightened up my day.

She had a way about her

That always made me smile.

Just to be by her side

I would ride those extra miles.

Oh how those green eyes

Really made me sigh.

When I didn't hear from her,

I would almost start to cry.

She was the onely one

I wanted to share my life.

Even got the courage up

To ask her to be my wife.

Once she said yes to me.

Then she changed her mind.

Guess she got to thinking,

A Tarnished Knight is not her kind.

No longer shall I joust

For that which can't be had.

Had enough of that bout.

Though still it makes me sad.

But I will bide my time

I know there has to be

Someone who really wants

To share their life with me.

So if you are out there

Don't mind a Tarnished Knight,

Then maybe your the one

Who can make his armor shininy bright.

The Tranished Knight

Author's Note

all comments welcomed

Reviews

[WordShifter]

GREAT Poem! I like the photo, that little fairy is saying "Let the shining begin"
Have a blessed day, the Lord will guild. Aloha, Ginger

[Donna Lorenz]

There are so many of us "out there" who are tenderhearted and touched by this poem. Great write! The rhythm and rhyme really flow!

[Rene Velez]

nice poem Don, you are a romantic for sure, chivalry is not dead...