By Lady Sage   *ladysage40@hotmail.com*
Date: 26 June 1999

The Tower

There in the tower
behind tall stone walls
aged against encroaching night
spires worn from constant battle
standing against bitter harsh weather
but still in the window there is a light.

Rocking chair cushioned covered in lace
there by the window reading my books
a stoked fire blazing in the hearth
silver moonlight beaming therein
the canopy bed soft untouched
draped in satin warmth.

6/24/99 by Sage