My daughter, said I
There’s no reason to cry
For soon asleep you will be
Then you will know
Of a time long ago
As your dreams run wild and free
Of Castles and kings
Horses with wings
And dragons that float through the blue
With knights brave and bold
Of whom stories are told
And a maiden who looks just like you.
- Copyright © 1991 - Marty Vandermolen - All Rights Reserved
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