My knight in shining Polka Dots

I used to dream as a child, of living in a polka dot world

People, places and life a swirl of wonderous spots

Oh, how simple life seemed back then, in dreams of glorious dots

But somewhere in the in-between, I forgot to dream my dreams

Becoming lost in the mad rush which we label 'growing up'

Now that I am 'grown', I have lost my fanciful yearning for lovely happy little circles

Lately though, it would seem, that uppermost in my mind, is the long-lost wish of being rescued by a valiant Knight

Trotting in on a polka dot horse, his dotted armor gleaming in the light

He would swoop in, scooping me up, eagle-like, in his strong arms

Off to his castle we would ride, making me his bride for always

There, evermore I would be his princess and he my prince

My Knight in Shining Polka Dots comes Galloping fast through the misty morn,

His polka patterned armor, bold and rare. No plated steel, no chainmail,

Just dots that gleam - oh...how grand you make me feel!

A sword of kindness, sharp and true, draped within a shield of lusty laughter.

Not here for war...No, not my beau, but yet to woo his heart's desire...

He brings such joy and cheer...Oh! How You chase away my every fear.

Through castle halls and winding trails...Your dotted magic ever charms.

No dragon fierce, no villain bold...all vanquished...Evermore---

For none Could match the valiant prince, so brave is the valor your dots long told.

Through stormy skies and winds that howl,

You ride with grace---no fear, no scowl.

Your armor gleams, but not like gold,

For polka dots are brave and bold.

Not steel nor chain, nor metal bright,

But patterns dancing in the light of night.

Each dot a mark of battles won.

My tale is one of kindness spun.

No sharpened sword nor lance you wield,

Your shield is warmth, your heart---my love flowered field.

A jest, a laugh, a steady hand,

You guard my dreams...my life you mend.

So let the nobles scoff and stare,

My knight in dots is beyond compare.

For courage isn’t stitched in steel,

But in a heart that dares to feel,

The magic of your Polka Dots!

So ride on brave warrior, lift high your lance,

In swirling dots, let my heart ever dance.

For heroes come in many sights,

And yours---by far---the best in tights!

My Knight in Shining Polka Dots.

A bold reminder of Adulthood.

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Cover creation and others by OnyxRose (me) on NightCafe.