Favours

Fay Slimm.

 

Favours.

 

And the steed thy Lady now rideth

leaps countless viewed dangers

to bring thee her favours, thereby

on arrival she most hasty requireth 

thou leave Sire no wooing untried.

 

  • Author: Fay Slimm. (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 19th, 2021 04:36
  • Comment from author about the poem: A fun write resulted from sighting the image - that galloping Lady meant business methinks.......... hope you enjoy.
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 28
  • Users favorite of this poem: Poetic Dan, Accidental Poet
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  • Poetic Dan

    Absolutely as every lady should! Splendid first Sunday morning read, thank you kindly. May you always shine brightly!

    • Fay Slimm.

      Your wishes are gratefully received and appreciated Dan - glad you enjoyed this first read of your day.

    • dusk arising

      That gal on that there horse is beyond the need for wooing.... She's going to leap on someone....

      Yeah forsooth and chivalry wi' chips and mushy peas.

      • Fay Slimm.

        Ha - well I never saw that far ahead Dusk - but now you mention it she looks very determined eh - grateful thanks for dropping by for a read a welcome comment.

      • Michael Edwards

        What a treat to see you haven't lost your unique poetic touch - great read dear Fay.

        • Fay Slimm.

          Ah - thank you most kindly Mike for making my small scribed efforts so worth-while - - and am pleased you found this one a treat.

        • Accidental Poet

          As always Fay, a very worthy read. 👍

          • Fay Slimm.

            Glad you feel the determined maid on the galloping steed was worth the read dear A.P. and thanking you muchly for your in-put.

          • Neville



            just my cuppa mead .. bless thee my lady ..................................................x

            • Fay Slimm.

              Knew this one would cheer thee dear Sir Knight - glad thou findeth its flavour like mead and am sending mine favours to thank thee forthwith for blessing my bit-a-trivia.............x



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