Wild Rose

[Psimon]

Wild Rose

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A Rose by any name would smell

as sweet as she whose tale I tell

For deeds both fair and foul were done

before the lady's heart was won

 

The starting now is so well known

I'll not repeat lest doubt be sown.

The past has passed, suffice to say

that dark indeed did seem that day.

 

For curse fulfilled, she softly slept

a promise foul and wicked kept

And so slept all that gathered 'bout,

with thorns grown tall to keep all out.

 

Now some were there who could resist,

good fairies true did now assist.

And battled they with demons foul

till pressed on all sides, cheek to jowl.

 

But hard they fought, saw hero freed,

returned to him his faithful steed.

So armed with Truth's great sword and shield,

he ventured forth unto the field.

 

Dark Queen's form did give him pause

but sticking steadfast to his cause,

he fought the dragon's fiery breath

and would not quit, though close to death.

 

He battled then - weak and weary

battlefield so dark and dreary

In Truth he'd place his ardent trust

as silver blade to hilt he thrust

 

into the dragon's heart. His throw

cut Evil deep, a telling blow.

As deep into the chasm fell

the beast so black, he did not dwell.

 

To castle rode the prince and to

the highest tower he could view.

Up stairs by numbers two and three

he strode to set his true love free.

 

Her beauty was beyond compare

as softly she lay sleeping there.

A moment she could not rehearse

her true love's kiss did break the curse.

 

And cause it was to celebrate,

a royal wedding, guests and cake.

Our couple lived for many years

though that's a tale I'll not tell here.

[Chanz]

WOW!!! That was amazing!

 

You seem to love your daughter very much. I commend you on that.

 

Nice Job

[Parmenion]

Charming work Psimon - ever think of cracking the fairytales to poetry market?

 

Excellent stuff man!

[WrenWind]

This would make a great beginings to a collection of poems Love.