"His broad clear brow in sunlight glowed;/On burnished hooves his war horse trode..."
As he rode through the fields with pride and grace,
A fearless knight with a steadfast face.
His armor shone in the golden light,
A beacon of strength, a formidable sight.
With every stride, he exuded power,
A champion of valor in that decisive hour.
His sword by his side, his shield held high,
Ready to conquer, ready to defy.
In his eyes, a fire burned bright,
A determination to win the fight.
With a noble heart and a steady hand,
He would protect his kingdom, defend his land.
So he rode on, with courage and might,
A beacon of hope in the fading light.
His broad clear brow in sunlight glowed,
A warrior true, on a path forebode.