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Main » Articles » Poetry » EJ

White Knight
I may not be the damsel
From storybooks galore
But that doesn't mean
That I can stand alone.
Even a strong woman
Sometimes needs help.
My help has watched me
As I grew from a girl
Into the woman
That he knew I could be.
He's soaked up tears,
Gloried in smiles,
And gently poked fun
At my horrible temper.
Nothing ruffles his feathers.
He's calm as can be.
The perfect counter
To my violent moods.
He knows that I feel everything
In savage preportions
And manages to temper it
With advice and experience
Into something that I can use.
No, I may not be a damsel
But he's still my White Knight.
Category: EJ | Added by: EJKridom (23 June 11) | Author: EJ Kridom
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