Sonnet 76: Excalibur

Who on earth could put that sword from that stone Many had tried but all failed in their quest But one man did when he was all alone When all other knights had tried their very best. And Excalibur entered history In the hand of Arthur with all his knights In times of tales, fables and mystery When men were jousting days and feasting nights. But Arthur in battle to him forsake And he did die a hero’s death indeed And Excalibur thrown into the lake To wait until England was once more in need Arthur and his knights are resting at peace Excalibur’s resting too will never cease.