Keep 

They tried to keep it secret  
They tried to keep her safe  
She was a lovely lady  
She’s sometimes called a waif.  
 
Up in the tower hidden  
with no one there to call  
She dreamed about her savior  
climbing the stone wall.  
 
To her dismay it never  
Came to be her fate  
She never got to see him  
The Prince, he was her date.  
 
He tried to find his lady  
in every hidden place.  
He never found his lady  
Not in this stony place.  
 
Both they died together  
in places alone, they died  
They never got to meet  
Even though the Prince had tried. 

©2020 C Bialczak 

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