Tuesday, November 18, 2008

MY KNIGHT

I don’t wear small tiara on my head
No dozens of gown, all London-made
I’m just and ordinary girl in town
Who feels like a princess when you’re around

You don’t have horse instead you have a bike
No helmet, no armor, no sword and the like
Man of few words but with a heart so sweet
You are my sole knight, a knight in shining jacket

With you around, I feel 10 feet tall
Bad as they are, you can take them all
I believe in your strength, in your judgment and wit
Stubborn as I am, maybe that’s why we fit

I appreciate everything you do for me
I hold my skirt, bow and to you I curtsy
For you are my knight, who is and forever will be
You are dear to me so hear me and please stay

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