How I long for the days of yore,
Before my time, many centuries before.

A time of respect, duty and valor,
When the love of a woman was the highest honor.

A time of chivalry, knights and kings,
When the battles were over, and the bard sings.

The wars were fought, for freedom of their land,
As the battle drew to end, and victory was at hand.

The victors, they stand proud,
As their chants echo loud.

The cries of triumph fills the air,
They tend to the fallen with brotherly care.

I feel as though, I have been there before,
I remember the battles, and the sounds of war.

I know in my heart, that I once lived there,
I carry that honor, I feel the need to share.

To show others a better way of life,
To show respect, and not any strife.

I live my life, with honor and duty,
Always looking at the inside beauty.

Never judging for what has been done,
But seeing things, as battles won.

The past is what makes us, who we are today,
It makes us stronger, and that it’s all okay.

I see the good in all mankind,
These are the ties that bind.

I close my eyes, and see you there,
You look in my eyes, and I stop and stare.

I smile and reach out for you,
I feel your love, and know it grew.

We started as friends, then slowly became lovers,
The warmth of your body, as we lay under the covers.

It warms my heart, body and soul,
To hold you forever, this is my goal.

I draw you near, hugging you tight,
As the sun goes down, becoming night.

You smile up at me, your face aglow,
I lean in for a kiss, moving slow.

As our lips touch, shivers run down my spine,
I know in my heart, that you are mine.

As I open my eyes, I realize I'm alone,
My bed is empty, my heart becomes stone.

It was just a dream, it wasn't real,
This is all I have, the happiness I steal.

Until tonight, when I dream of you again,
I look down at my bed, "I'll see you then".

Sometimes when life gets you down,
You just need to stop and look around.

Look to your friends, and you will see,
The ones that count, help set you free.

Free from the hurt and the pain,
And that your life is not in vain.

People may be mean, and treat you bad,
They're only goal is to keep you sad.

But remember your loved by many more,
They are the ones, who will open the door.

Letting you open, and see the world,
Letting your life become unfurled.

They are the ones, that keep you sane,
They don't question, or even complain.

So keep your chin up, and keep a smile,
Life isn't that bad, it is worthwhile.