I’ve watched eternal night <br />Dress shadows with starlight <br />Every footstep taking place <br />I’ve followed at a snail’s-pace. <br /> <br />Something, I couldn’t equate. <br />Dragging, my earthly, weight! <br />As you; glided along, chaise. <br />I couldn’t follow… foul of grace? <br /> <br />I’m neither a chivalrous knight <br />My lady of the intrepid light… <br />I’m just a Paige of the lance! <br />“I’ll ne’er put a foot in France <br />Or find my own romance”.<br /><br />Mark Heathcote<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-ll-ne-er-put-a-foot-in-france/
