This poem goes with the one posted yesterday that was a response to one I reblogged the day before. Check out both, especially “The Unexpected Knight.”
The knight approached the castle, higher than he could imagine
He had passed through fire and snow and defeated the dragon
Surely this specific tower was not the one to scale
Shall he continue choosing not to prevail?
Or shall he speak to discover just who was inside?
He looked up to the tower, unsure what to decide
The princess peeked out her window, scanning his battered frame
The knight knew then there was a reason he came
He called up to the princess, but she left him rejected
Obviously, he was not the one whom she expected
The princess watched as the knight walked away
But then she thought of something else he should say
What if this broken knight was who she was waiting for?
Why doesn’t he turn around and say something more?
But the knight walked on, for he was timid and shy
What else could she do to tell him he’s her guy?
“I must be mistaken,” the princess said to herself
Wouldn’t the knight know first without her help?
Out the window she allowed her hair to dispel
But then she remembered knights don’t take hints well
A call to the knights who may not be outgoing
Take a risk and show us princesses you’re forgoing
To the rest of the princesses waiting in their towers
Give him a break even if he doesn’t bring flowers
Anna E. Meyer 