~ by Catiey Gehan

I will never forget that fateful day

When I saw his devilish grin.

Yet when I looked into his eyes,

A saint I saw within.

‘Twas a nobleman, this dashing good fellow

And noble was his cause!

He always cared about the poor

Even against the laws.

This Robin of Locksley, this dashing rogue

Lost his title with John on the throne.

Yet I fell more in love

Though I was warned to leave him alone.

He was perfect with the bow,

His arrows never apart!

Though he could shoot one on top the other,

The best target was my heart!

So with the good Lord as my witness,

And Friar Tuck’s words said,

Robin and I did what true lovers do.

Robin and I wed.

Now I see him in Sherwood Forest,

And when I see that grin,

I cannot help but smile

And think of when we met back then.