ROMANCE OF THE SERVANTS

the patience of love

Romance Of The Servants

Years ago there was a lad

A youthful servant boy

He worked around the castle

For him there was no joy

He did what others told him

Never did he complain

Waiting for the day to come

When honor he would gain

Then one day he caught a glimpse

Of a lovely maiden fair

Her eyes of green did sparkle

Strands of gold made up her hair

Being shy, the young boy took

His time to make him known

He watched her work so hard each day

But never did she moan

Finally he had the courage

And asked her for her name

She shyly answered as she bowed

Her head bent down in shame

He took her hand and held her

And said “don't be afraid

Come and sit beside me

In the cool of the afternoon shade"

There was something mystical about her

The young lad was taken in

He knew he had to make her his own

Her heart he knew he must win

The maiden felt the same way too

His eyes seemed to draw her to him

She knew that this was meant to be

Not just a youthful whim

Their love affair developed

Quickly, much to their surprise

They knew their love was special

Seen through their loving eyes

The lad now a handsome knight

He finally paid his dues

A wife he planned to make his own

All knew who he would choose

He took the hand of his maiden fair

Now head of all the rest

And their love by all will always be known

As a love that is truly blessed

 

Reviews

[A. Bennett]

A tale spun with simple devices, but one that won't be forgotten any time soon. A lovely romance and one I could easily picture in my mind. This is wonderful!

[Lily Mae]

I love this so much... a new favorite..xx