katie - my knight

my knight is sat in a foreign land <br />looking at the sun <br />his crusade is over <br />his battle has been won <br />his sword thrown by his side <br />killed many a man <br />from distances far and wide <br />he feels that warming sun <br />upon his tiered face <br />his war paint starts to run <br />and armour begin fade <br />untill he is no longer a soldier <br />but the boy for whom i prayed<br /><br />katie<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-knight-4/