Where Are You Now?
Poem By Anji Carter
Where are you now,
My gallant knight?
With all your shining armour bright,
Resplendent, on your steed of white.
Who with a sharp and gleaming sword,
Would come to rescue at a word, this damsel,
If you should observe
She needed you?
Where pray are you?
That noble lord,
Whose lady I had planned to be?
Whose every wish would be to serve
This maid, who so enraptured thee,
Who with her grace
Had captured thee?
So long ago.
I lost you!
Hard it sometimes seems.
You are an old
From days when I was still naïve.
And never could I now conceive
Just how one should address, receive,
A Knight of girlish dreams!