“Make me proud”

“Make me proud,”
Soldiering confidence in my spongy mind,
Harboring conscious presence from his to mine,
Bouldering his laugh where the memories hide,
He serves, I strive.
Forsake my doubt,
For his spirit remains on the Other Side,
For his royalty and blind judgement, I bide,
For the princess and the King’s essence combine,
A sword and guide.

“Make me proud,”

His word is homeward bound.