My Sir

Another tragic love story what else is new? This poem was inspired by my good friend

My sir, my knight
Of times of kings

I have seen him sail the seven seas
On ships of rotting wood
To battle for a maiden true
But before leaving off to siege
He whispers “Do not worry milady. Will you wait for me?”

I have heard the crash of swords too many times
I have seen him scrape his knife of blood and grime
I do not remember when he will return
But before he leaves
He whispers “Do not worry milady. Will you wait for me?”

Suits of armor made of tin
I do not trust it to protect him
His smile is all I remember now
I somtimes hear his voice in the trees
Whispering “Do not worry milady. Will you wait for me?”

His heart was pure
His quest was worthy
But still they took him away
I do not know if it was land or sea
But I still heard him whisper "Do not worry milady. Will you wait for me?"

I was not in the battlefield
I was not near the fallen
I could not hear his last cry
But in his final decree
I heard him whisper “I am sorry milady. I shall wait for thee.”