I was once full of chivalry but now I am neglected
as my heart breaks over the land I protected.
In my prime I was as nobel as a king but now I am
just an old tourist thing.They tread my battlements
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I love castles, and one day hope to visit a couple...love this poem...love the perspective... Hugs, Dee
Wonderful subject, the castle with so many memories. Lovely story again, such a delightful read. Love and hugs Ernestine XXX
And what wonderful tales those old walls could tell! They still send out an atmospheric feeling as we walk round and admire what's left of those majestic old castles. Great poem, Sylvie. Love, Fran xxx
What a wonderful, nostalgic piece. The old castle speaks and the world is listening, Sylvia. Love, Sandra
As the old saying goes - if these walls could speak! Well, you made them speak to me. How lovely!