Tell my once again of tales long ago.
Love lost,love found stories of old.
True test of character to what you are,
for the royal families that came from afar.
Riches and wealth above all else to man,
a dream of paradise and life in the sand.
Try the silence of war and the glory of peace,
or the things we hate most and want the least.
Beautiful queens and kings to be,
or the innocent prisoners that were never set free.
End by conquering the world and taking it by fate,
to begin with fair angels at heavens gate.
So tell me once again the tales of old,
maidens of light with ribbons of gold.
These stories I hear of long ago,
put me to ease and fill my soul.
copyright@03/03/93
Reason for writing:
No particular reason, just thoughts in my head.
Birth sign: Not entered
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