for knights every where

[almostanangel]

I sit here in the tower
am used to feeling cold
I have the candles to keep me warm
but no ones hand to hold

im used to feeling lonely
im used to feeling bad
but today i saw a shooting star
and began to feel so sad

i had no one to share it with
to sit and stare in awe
so i look away from its beautiful light
and stare dowm at the floor

what is that i feel upon my face ?
a single teardrop falls
ive never felt this way before
why is this pain so cruel?

and as i sit here shaking
i see a shadow tall
nobodys there
but upon the chair a rainbow blanket fall
a thousand tiny stardrops upon its silken threads
a sprinkling of moondust
this must be in my head

i take it and i wrap it
around my body cold
and suddenly im lifted a light fills up my soul
my body is transported
somewhere i know not how

but finaly i happy
no locked doors around me now
i fly out into the darkend night
and down to the grass below
its scented with the sweet night stock and bathed in the moonlights glow

and he is here and waiting
my lover and my friend
is this the beginning of the story
or happily ever after

the end ,,,,,,,,,

serendipity

whispers when the sun is rising
the dew is on the grass
birds are beginning to sing now
the dark shadows slowly pass

and here we are gently talking
so quiet we two laugh
and smile and share our secrets
as moments pass

we dream of far off moments of rivers to the sea
of narrow boats and laughter
looks between youand me

of blossom in the garden of children laughing loud
of watching shooting stars at night
and in the day the clouds

of picnics by waterfalls ,of chases and games
of candlelit churches
of pictures in frames
for now we have wishes and hopes you and me
for now we have answered dreams and serendipity...

this poem is realllllllllllllly special to me was the first one i wrote! and i wrote it to read at my dads funeral.hes name was arthur so i think this should be perfect for my knights thread ,,

THIS MAN

This man was handsome
This man was strong
This man had big hands
This man was quiet
Except when he was singing .especialy with my mum

This man was always making things .
He could make toys.my doll house my toy oven.
This man would light the fire christmas morning,
This man would cut open a golf ball
Because i wanted to know what was inside...they explode!

This man taught me the time and then filled my time with happy memories

This man smelt of brylcreme and old holbourn
This man had gentle eyes and a tickly moustache

This man would carry me to bed as achild even through he knew i was making out to be asleep!.
This man made me feel safe
This man will never be replaced

I want to say to this man
"thank you for letting me grab your hand so tightly when I came into the world"

"and for the honor of holding yours gently as you left it"

This man MY DADDY..................

and i addthanks dad for the hosepipe rainbows
and when ever we see a rainbow we will think of you and know you are thinking of us.xxx

[just to add hosepipe rainbows are when you let the water fall and the sun makes rainbows on it ,] dad i miss you ..love you x

thank you to anyone that read my poems and dont believe any of the crap therein fairytales dont exist

ooooooooh stop press as you can see i was bit stressed am a lot calmer now and still belive there is a knight out there for every one good luck on your search xx

monday will be two years since my dad ..whom this thread is dedicated to died ..i miss him more everyday ...so im sending hugs and kisses and hope you feel them dad.x

notetuself, my mum lost hers when she was 20 and even now she is missing her mum so much. All my childhood she was saying how she wished her mum was with her. My mum often visits her parents' graves and she believes they can hear her and I'm sure your dad can feel your hugs and kisses. Take care.