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M'lady, an Answer
By Henry Coldnight
We do not hear any echoes
for we are living in one,
one which Prince Charming
will never know,
for his armor will always be
shiny, and unused.
Through time,
underneath our simple outfit
is that suit of battle-worn armor;
within our wild eyes
we see honor and respect.
You speak of Fairy Tales
as if they weren't real;
whenever we see you smile
just like princesses in the fable,
protecting you till we die
is our happily ever after.
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© 2009 Coldnight
Published on Monday, February 16, 2009.
Filed under: "Reflective" and
"Poetry"
Comments on "M'lady, an Answer"
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A former member wrote:
Liked this alot. Really great job.
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On Wednesday, July 1, 2009, Scarrzz
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wrote:
Bravo and Second. This is the way it should be. To protect those he loves is any real man's deepest desire, and honor and respect should be his due.
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On Saturday, February 21, 2009, Leith Plunkett
(237) wrote:
Loved it. It seems so simple in words. How do we make them see. Well done
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On Monday, February 16, 2009, The Lipstick Factor
(287) wrote:
I'm honored by your response write. I love this, especially the last stanza. I wonder how we get back to this kind of courtly, honorable love...
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On Monday, February 16, 2009, Sketso
(416) wrote:
nice response work... battle worn, but honor and respect in those wild eyes - the center of a man, in the center of your write - says it all
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