This is an acrostic poem. The first letter in each line spells out a message. So, read the poem, then read down the left hand side.

I wrote this a year ago from a prompt on Eloosive's Daily Writing Practice blog.

I liked it enough to be the first thing I post here.


Long ago I survived on my own,
Owing no explanations,
Saying what I pleased.
In an instant that changed.
No more selfishness,
Gallant knight I became.

My priorities transformed,
Years pass in beauty.

Knowing this life,
I fear for the worst. 
Death to snatch it from me,
Selfishness to return.

The End

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