Guardian Prince
Far on the desert land
I walk miles and miles
searching the way back to home
I lost, feel thirsty and helpless
alone on the sandy
with sun above me
burning my skin to gold
alone in a half dying
Suddenly
I saw a shadow block my view
standing a figure of man
giving hand for help
He lift me on his horse
asking me to hold tight behind him
then his horse run, run and run
When I opened my eye
I dont know where I stand
I saw someone stting beside me
and told me
you're safe
I ask his name and thanks him
he just smile and said
I'm your guardian prince
poem by Nabila Ima
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