The Shining Castle
Onward to the castle he goes. Packs his things, hugs his parents, thinks about the dream one more time before he goes. whoever searches the king's castle, only scorching days freezing nights with hungry beasts and bandits await those. The great wall built by the reclusive king, stands between him and his goals. The king's wraiths, once men just like he gaurd the wall, placing all in dungeons without woe. Yet he marches on, for the castle shines bright, his dreams became his home now, even if hes all alone.
This poem is about:
My family