My Guinevere

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For now I know what then could not

As laughter bound our door.

We settled in our Camelot

Down I laid my claymore.


But soon there came our darkest fears

A dragon fierce and strong

With his great tail he broke my spears

Down I tumbled headlong.


A broken man for then you found

A king without a throne.

You dove into the dark and drowned.

For me your heart did groan.


But grace to me which you did show

Sent echoes through my soul.

A perfect love for us atoned,

Our kingdom remade whole

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For my wife’s birthday today, I made these two projects.

I’m definitely not a crafts person, but I’m pretty happy with the results.

Happy Birthday to the love of my life!

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