Slain
Gather ‘round, my dearest friends,
Help me to my feet;
Though I am the victor here,
It feels much like defeat.
I slew my competition
Ere I ever felt the pain,
And discovered though I’d won
I also had been slain.
For my Lady’s name and honor
My gauntlet I have cast,
So tell her … tell her …
Before I breathe my last….
Tell her that for her honor
I bravely faced my death,
And her name was on my lips,
Spoken with my last breath.
Dallas D'Angelo-Gary 08
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In Spirit,
Bear
Be always safe,
Karen
Ron
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.