by Trinidad Apodaca

Created on: June 20, 2010

  lost in time

in another
world or time
i might 've  been
a success
a master
in my rhyme
a purpose
for which to live

a member
of the court
with byron and shelly
as my friends
a handsome
kings reward
for the entertainment
i did bring

and at nite
in the castle cold
i would write
'til the morn
when the sun
filled the window
and the day
will begin to warm

and then
in a forest glen
with the sun
all a glow
myself and i
with a friend
would take
a early mornin' stroll

and as the sun
finally grows hot
and starts to warm
with its heat
and far away
in a distant meadow
you and i
will come to meet

and as i write
in the evenin' time
and listen to
the minstrel's song
he would sing
to u and i
of our love
so very strong

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