Camelot
Defend me sire, defend me with thy might,
‘Tis I who art the lady of thy dreams.
Thy wondrous pow’r resides within my sight,
‘Tis I who harbors all the King’s regimes.
No less a lady fair I bid thee well,
‘Tis I who art the mother of thy young.
Within mine arms thy children all shall dwell.
My name shall last with legends that are sung.
The knights have sworn they’d give their lives by sword
and save me from the hand of Meleagant.
The thieves shall take what they cannot afford,
Yet thou shall save me from the solders cant.
Protect me for I am your Camelot,
the castle that shan’t ever be forgot.










This was freaking excellent! Obviously I love that you chose to write in a sonnet. And the fact that you wrote about Lady Fair and her Hero...
VERY nice touch. Thank you darling for entering this wonderful piece and good luck.










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