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My White Knight
by Becca MortonHe's my knight in shining armor
He's my one of a kind
He's the one that's meant for me
I'll leave the rest behind.
Am I so vonorable
That I can't be reliable?
Or do they just not see
Who is really inside of me.
It doesn't seem fair
When they treat me like this.
Like I'm nothing, like dirt.
I'm so tired of it
I sometimes wish God would go ahead and send
My white Knight
Because He's one who will accept me
He doesn't care what others think
He is my knight in shining armor
He's my one of a kind
He's the one who's meant for me
And when he comes to sweep me off my feet
I will leave the rest behind 05/27/2003 Author's Note: This is dedicated to my future husband - whomever he may be!
Posted on 05/27/2003
Copyright © 2025 Becca Morton
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Ashok Sharda on 05/29/03 at 03:16 AM Imaginative.Future is always projection of the past. The concept of all good you seem to have epitomized in your future husband. |
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