Lochinvar

Friday, July 5, 2013

There are days of wild.

The one with a sword constant as the twinkle in the brown of his eye.

And a shield that stays at his side by day and bed by night.

That felted crown tells of his warrior stock, a story brewed deep in the core of my boy.

Proud, True and Royal

My Lochinvar

Even the poet knew.

Lochinvar

O Young Lochinvar is come out of the west,

So faithful in love, and so dauntless in war,

There never was a knight like the young Lochinvar.

Sir.Walter Scott

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