~Robin and Marian's Tale~3/5/2012
Robin Hood, the people's pride,
and Lady Marian, his wanted bride
So long he strode, in hopes that one day
True love would blossom, in her heart so gay
Secret meetings, in dark woods arose
Robin met her there, telling her "You are the fairest rose."
It could not be, for an outlaw and lady
To share a love to share a love, so distanced and shady
For another lover, so met Marian's eyes
Sir Guy of Gisbourne, whom Robin despised
Choices were made, words said not meant
Trips to the forest were made, less and less
So, Robin grew weary, of waiting for love
And wondered, why he'd fallen so short of
The heart of the girl he desperately cared for
"It belongs to another." Robin secretly swore
But the tale is not over, the story not done
The heart of the maiden, still is not won
Marian, trapped, between forest and town
Waited only for Robin to face Gisbourne's renown
She wanted to be fought for, to be won by the truest
Only time would tell who was really the bravest
Robin Hood watched, yearning to be by her side
While Gisbourne wore her on his arm, with pride
Late in the night, it was dark, it was cold
Lady Marian went out, to escape, on a horse she rode
She went to the forest, to where once met
The outlaw lover, her heart had always kept
Marian whistled a tune, as clear as a bird
It met Robin's ears, in the darkness of night, he stirred
"Marian, my love," The outlaw began.
"You do not belong here. Your heart belongs to another man."
Marian smiled, her eyes lit with compassion.
"No. I'll always be yours. You're my only addiction."
Robin, and Marian is a legendary love
One told forever, hereinabove