Welcome to my study, all is quiet in the castle.
The lords have retired, without any hassle.
I write in my journal, all I hear and say, all about my life, my hopes and dreams for each day.
A soldier has been knighted, a well deserving plot, a lady in waiting with memories she forgot.
The king is angry at the bishops, was told only to me, I write what I hear and what was said..A most daring gesture..indeed.
My journal is my life line and I hide it from sight...
No one is to read it at this castle tonight.
Copyright 2003. J. Mallinson |
