Camelot
By Rof Cau
Camelot Camelot, thy beauty is to me like the forests of giant trees recalled from the days of yore like the morning mist at the shore painted by an untainted sunrise Camelot, thy well traveled road will ever the weary travelers bore to find home; lay down burdens contend to memory the far shores Camelot! blinding yon brilliance How majestic thy are seen to stand, spires reaching towards the clouds thy king's glory exceeding mere lands Written September 16th, 2001 © on Nov 29 2002 03:35 PM PST 0 • 12
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