"The White Knight"


The days of Camelot are no longer out there,
No longer do we need Sirs Lancelot and Artur.
Yet tell you I must, fore it's a story most true,
Among us today are the white knights of old.

Maybe not, Sir Artur the bold, definitely not,
Sir Lancelot, foresworn. Yet among us still today,
We have Sirs Daniel and more. For you see, not a
Serfdom is needed, for a man to be just, loyal and true.

In days of old, knights went to the call, of those who
Were in need, no matter who might fall. They did what
They could, to protect the innocent and the true,
And even then were left with no one to hold.

A true knight goes, where he is needed the most,
Even though when done, he almost always becries,
Why must all women, even those who are true,
Always walk away, from those who catch swoons.

For women it seems, no matter how well treated,
Always go for those who are beaters. They know in their
Hearts, that in the future again, they will most definitely
See, that white knight, so grim.

They know that no matter, how much they might run,
They are destined to ride, behind those who come,
To the beck and the call, the yell and the shout, of any
Person, whether innocent and true, or not.

They know these white knights will always be there, to catch
And to hold until run they do dare. Back to ones who beat and
Hurt, yet to be rescued again, by those swept under the dirt.
Just to sweep them there again.

I know this makes no sense, to always seek being hurt,
Yet I cant stop but hope, that one day the cycle wont.
Continue with the knight being swept, under the dirt.
That one day the knight, will get the one who wont hurt.

The knight will ride in, and rescue damsel so true,
They both will ride home to care and to love. The damsel
No longer, must fear for her health, the white knight no longer,
Must ride home to pine.

"As Time Goes By"

As time goes by, I look back on my past
And see not great memories, but simply
Good memories from several different times.
I look back and see, the day my children
Were born. I look back and I see, the day I
Was promised nevermore.

There are a lot of good memories, that I have
And hold dear. Yet, I have not found the one
Lady who will help make the best ones I know
Are there. I sit through the day, moping and
Crying, over the fact of how lonely, I have been
Now for some while.

I may have some friends, but friends are not
Enough. I need that one special friend, who can
Hold me and trust. I need that one special lady,
Who through the good and the bad, will always
Be right there, standing by my side.

I don't think I am asking for much, just a pretty,
Intelligent lady, someone I can give my whole trust.
Someone who knows, what it is like to be so alone.
That one special lady, who knows the good, the bad;
That one little lady who wants love, peace and respect..

"As The Moon Wanders"

As the moon wanders across the sky,
I dream of the day I may hold within my eyes,
The sight of her beautiful brown hair, her sparkling eyes.
I dream of the day in which I may hold,
Her soft velvety body, within my deep grasp.
She haunts my dreams, both day and night,
I cant wait to wake up, yet cant go to sleep,
As visions of her keep running throughout.
I have known her only a short year or two,
yet deep in my soul a millenia or two.
Not a day goes by, that I dont wake up to her,
Nor a single night gets old, without thinking some more.
I can not wait for the day to arrive,
That finally I will meet you eye to eye.
The only thing hat scares me with that future day,
Is that surely it will be, the day the world dies.
For it has been said, that no one on Earth,
Can live in heaven without a dirth.
The day we meet, all my dreams will come true,
For you are surely an Angel sent from Him down to me,
As you comfort and assure me, as no other but He.

"Once Upon A Dream"

It's been a long day at work and as I walk thru the door
Bringing the children with me, I remind them to be quiet
As I know she is broadcasting from the other room.

I quietly tell them to put their things away and to start
Their homework, as I walk into the kitchen smelling the
Wonderful aromas of her having baked that day.

I grab a cup of coffee for myself, and another for her
And then I head into the other room, where the sweet sound
Of her voice can be heard as she tells everyone I am home.

Putting her coffee down in front of her, I lean down as she
Leans up, and lightly our lips touch, bringing with that
Touch, the magic that never fades.

I whisper "I love you", and ask her how her day was
As I sit down their beside her, and my heart goes all aglow
At the smile I see on her lips, and in her eyes.

She turns back to the console, to give the half hour warning
Cue, that everything's going to auto as she starts getting
Ready for the dinner she knows I will prepare.

At the dinner table, we sit one across from the other, with
Our children in the middle, where we can all discuss our
Days, and what we are thankful for.

I open the prayer with thanks, that we have all the gifts
He bears, the gift of love, and each other, the gift of food
And wonderful times, I close bringing my eyes to hers.

After the evening baths, we both take our turn in tucking the
kids into bed, where they sleep peacefully, knowing no fears
For the day ahead.

With her eyes full of my love, I lead her to our room, where
We can begin our nightly details; I let her go first, as she's
Up before me.

Following behind her trail, I think of the wonderful life I
Have. where I am married to the girl of my dreams, raising our
Children hand in hand.

We both crawl into bed, the lights are turned down low and as
We turn to each other to hold, as we drift off into sleep,
I whisper into her ear "I love you more and more".

"If Only"

I need to know you can trust me to be there if you fall...
My arms will always be ready to catch you.
I will always do anything you need of me,
Never turning my back on you, for any reason.
It has been my dream for the past year and more,
Being able to comfort immediately, instead of after I'm informed.
Everyone IS different, as you say, so I pray that you don't wait
For me to walk away from you.
It feels like pushing through a brick wall, to get you to let me
Wipe your tears, and pull you to my embrace.
I know it is hard for you to get past your fears, and all of your hurt,
Though I do my best to show you nothing but love and friendship.
I need to know you'll accept my all, no matter how frightening it may be.
It's because of my love, that I chance the hurt your prepared to give,
While avoiding any hurt from the past, to reappear.
If, Heaven forbid, you shall fall to pieces or crack down one side,
I need you to trust me, to put you back together again, not sweep under rugs.
My friendship will never be a mistake, or something I regret.
Maybe if you can trust me, you would gain more courage,
God knows, I want to see you whole and happy.
I can't just turn the cheek to something we don't agree upon,
I need to find a way for us to walk together, even when on separate paths.
I pray that someday, in your thoughts you'll find us together,
Instead of running from possible pain and hurt.
I can not promise we will never argue or disagree, nor that you'll never be hurt
We are just frail human beings after all, doing our best to live by Christs word.
One thing I CAN promise though, from now through eternity, is that never
will I do anything, that I even think might hurt you, no matter what is done.
When we first met, I did not know what music was, nor did I know God's love
Since knowing you these past two years though, I sing my praises to the lord.
You taught me to listen again, you taught me to accept Christ's love.
I promise that no matter how you feel, no matter how scared you are,
My love for you will never die; I will never let you fall.
I will never turn away.

"My Frrozen Heart"

Like the thin brittle ice,
on the ground in March,
So is the beating muscle
center left of my chest.

The littlest pressure,
the tiniest weight,
Is all that is needed,
to crack both ice and heart.

Though the ice is transparent,
see through it you can not,
Though solid to look at,
my heart is open to all.

I freely love, as Christ commands,
asking nothing in return,
No matter the pain and anguish,
patiently awaiting my turn.

I pray someday I shall meet the one,
whom, when love is given, accept she does,
Melting the thin brittle layer of ice,
that surrounds my heart.

"Doing God's Will"

As I sit here, going through emails, I receive the urge to write;
As my responses have been in degree, concerning Christ, I
Go to Him with the question, what do you wish to say?

I dig my bible out from the box it is packed in, ready to move,
And sit a few moments, eyes closed, pages rifling through my fingers,
As I wait to hear His word.

Finally the great book falls open, to Matthew and I start to read;
The chapter begins with Christ's disciples asking who is better,
And I continue on reading until verse eighteen I find.

Verily I say unto you, Whatsoever ye shall bind on earth
Be bound in heaven; and whatsoever ye shall loose on earth
Shall be loosed also in heaven.

As stated above, I have just finished responding to my emails,
One of which was to give the advise of doing Gods Will
No matter how hard, or unwanted it may be.

Matthew chapter 18 verse 18 strikes me immediately as a
Correlation to what I have been saying. That whatever you
Believe to be true on Earth, is true also in Heaven.

So, if you believe in God, Christ, and the Holy Spirit; and you
Believe that His will is correct, then follow that will no matter what,
As his will says damnation forever, if you do not.

During my reading of chapter eighteen, I also come across,
Christ telling his disciples that it be better to cut off an arm or leg,
Gouge out an eye and go maimed, if it means Heaven in the end.

So, while going through life on earth, I say to you, as Christ said to me,
It is far better to do without on earth, in order to have it in heaven,
Than it is to have what God does not provide, and lose eternity in His arms.

"No matter how hard I try"

Day in and day out, I have done as you asked,
written of you, I tried to put in the past.
I have tried my best to keep writing and dreaming,
To write of others, or events that are gleaming.

But to this day, no matter how hard I try,
I can not seem to write, no matter how I cry.
So now I face a decision, one that needs to be made,
I need to choose whether, I write or I fade.

I choose now to write, even though of you it must be,
because these past two years and more, you have guided me.
I doubt you truly understand, the strong rope you were for me,
I don't think you realize just how gentle a path you've been.

Though nothing could be seen from that deep pit of despair,
with trepidation in my heart, I climbed your rope of care.
I followed the path you set forth, still buried in fear,
that one day I would wake, and not find you near.

Though this fear is still there, it has lessened by far,
cause over these years, you've aquired my heart.
The years have gone by, and I have watched you cry,
I knew it would happen, no matter how hard to prevent, I tried.

You would ask me for advice, as well as my thoughts,
I would always answer the same, be honost, yet tough.
Always tell the truth, always let him know how you feel,
Never back down or allow him your love to appeal.

If you did not see things as right, or felt them to be wrong.
I knew, it wouldn't be long.
It wouldn't be long, till you hurt and you cried,
over another broken heart, shattered by lies.

This is one of the things that has captured my heart,
just one of many that help keep it, from breaking apart.
You are one of Gods true gifts, to every single person here,
you see the good in everyone you meet, no matter far or near.

From you, I have learned to love again, to entrust my mended heart,
Yet you wont reach forward and let me mend your heart.
You keep picking up the pieces, and putting them in a box,
never daring to trust, never cutting the lock.

A brick wall you have made, to protect your soul yonder,
A wall I have yet to get past, no matter how I ponder.
I know deep within, that all I can do, is wait to get through,
Yet I can't help but wish, there was a way I could woo.

I sit back and I watch, every day going by, and I see another tear shed,
you keep facing troubles, some minor, yet from others you bled.
Your soul cries in despair so deep, you have trouble seeing the path you've led,
It is my turn to cast out, the rope you gave to me, your turn to climb, return to me.

I cry out to Christ, every day and night, asking him to guide you into His light.
I ask him to guide me, also so when that day comes and you pick the rope up,
I am able to lead you, as you have led me, back to love and back to delight,
I pray daily that the day may come soon, that you let me be there for you.