By Wing
Date: 21 December 2000
My Knight
I thought I saw my knight, riding his horse across the mile to come forth to me.
He soothe me with his kindle touch,
and rescue me, from the dangerous moment.
Awakening in the sheet covering ground of snow, looking out the window.
I realized that it was a dream.
I looked in the mirror, pale and weak.
Wondering where my knight went?
He resembles the angel god once made.
Fair and strong. He is complicated yet sweet.
I love him dearly
I prayed, and thankful for his creation.
He made this wonderful person, but just not the time for me to meet.
I know he will come someday,
Riding on his horse, and take me along to the golden gate.
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