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Kyra (epic poem)
There was a girl,
In a far away land,
Where the mountains were high,
And the sky was clear.
The girl I speak of,
Was beautiful and fair.
She had fair skin
Long, flowing blonde hair
With just a little curl at the end.
Her eyes were a midnight blue
And her smile could light up a room.
Her name was Kyra
Named after the sun by which
Her beauty comes from.
Beautiful and fair she may be
But worthless she felt.
For no royal blood
Swam in her veins.
Day after day,
Night after night,
She cleans
And she toils.
Hoping to be someone
Hoping to go somewhere.
She dreams of her prince,
Riding upon a white stallion.
She looks to the hills
And wishes.
Upon the first star she sees
She wishes.
She looked to the palace
Looked for signs
She watched the sun rise
And the sun set over the towers.
She went to sleep at night,
Dreaming of her prince.
But awoke to find herself
In a lonely peasant’s home.
But to her surprise
One day
The stallion came.
The whole town gathered
Gathered to see him riding
From off the mountain.
She pushed passed people
She elbowed the elderly
Just to get a better look at the prince.
As the prince slowed down
To let the people bask in his glory
He looked at her
The prince saw Kyra
Oh was she happy.
But he rides on
Not even looking back.
She dreams for weeks
She dreams of him coming back
To sweep her off her feet.
[This is where the hero comes in]
Riku was just a common boy
Nothing to his name
But always had his eyes on Kyra
He was not the best looking
Or the smartest by any means.
But what he lacked in looks
He made up for
In spirit, determination, and heart.
Boy did he have a heart.
When the prince rode through
Riku saw the prince
Look right over Krya
To the maid behind her,
To the big headed blonde.
A few weeks had passed,
And the prince returned.
Krya wished and wished
It was for her.
But he didn’t.
He came back to claim Hope,
The big headed blonde maid
Who stood right behind Kyra
When the prince first came through.
Kyra was heart broken.
She didn’t leave her home for weeks.
Riku came and tended to her garden
Her home and her horses.
He came by and checked on Kyra.
Riku was her only friend
Her only comfort.
Riku seemed to know everything about Kyra,
But she had never seen him.
When Kyra emerged,
She learned of the wedding
Between Hope
And the prince.
Again
She felt sorrow
But with Riku by her side
She was not destroyed.
For a few days
Riku was gone.
Kyra felt alone,
She missed her friend.
A few weeks had passed and Kyra spied
A white stallion galloping over the hills.
She continued tending to her garden
Waiting for Riku to return.
Suddenly she felt a breath on her shoulder,
Not of human nature though,
She thought
Perhaps her horses had gotten loose.
When she turned around,
To her surprise
She saw Riku
On top of the white stallion.
On top of that stallion Riku tells her
He wants her to run away with her
To go over the mountains
To see the sun rise
And the sun set
In a different background.
Krya was apprehensive at first
But as soon as Riku
Swept her off her feet
And placed her up on the saddle
She was sold.
They rode off in to the sunset.
Kyra and her hero,
Her savior
Her Riku.
