Bards - A story
Katitcha at aol.com
Katitcha at aol.com
Fri Jun 16 13:09:54 PDT 2000
A Tale of Katitcha
Here I doth sit upon mine bench in thought
Mine heart is both full of joy and sorrow for I have just been given largess
for mine performance amongst bards.
Alas I am hoping for another to be summoned and heart made glad for he
deserves it more than I.
Then what ho doth I hear mine name upon the lips of Thy Majesties Herald.
Surely not I for I am not worthy of any praise. I have done nothing that
anyone should take notice of.
I rise and am guided by mine true friend toward their Majesties thrones.
Yet here have I arrived somehow, I find myself trying to loose the knot of
apprehension within me.
I kneel in a strange presence and feel the nights breeze whisper soothingly
in mine ears.
The Heralds words echo the Grant of Arms to me from their Majesties. Surely
not. Did I hear this properly.
Slowly I am bid rise by them and turned toward my peers. The King declares
here is Lady Katitcha
The fear of unknowing hath given way to hearts delight and merriment.
But who am I to enjoy such, My thoughts do turn again to another who deserves
this more than I.
I slowly walk back to mine seat and doth speak a wish softly amongst hizzas
of mine household.
Then I hear the name of that wish come forth. Oh what happiness have I.
Ahh how fortunate am I. I have been granted three gifts this night and my
heart is glad.
Now with glad heart and smiling face do I eat mine feast with mine house.
This night is grand and may it live always in mine thoughts and heart.
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