[Bards] New poem--He doth crown
simonemu at gmail.com
Fri Mar 4 10:46:10 PST 2005
Hi all the muse struck
here is the result
He Doth Crown
Lady Simone ui'Dunlaingh
The heart of beauty, my eyes behold.
More precious a gift, than Mankinds gold.
sprung from an errant, and lonely soul.
And crafterd there, the honor of ol'.
To view one tuched, by redemptions grace.
The love of heaven seen on his face.
Before Chivalry's Order, he stands
They bow, Their swords sworn to his commands.
A royal crown, set upon his brow.
State Sword given, He is our King now.
Comes to him, the Order of the Rose.
An give him another crown to bestow.
As the herald calls, Tears of Joy come.
Breathless he stands, awaitng the one.
Throgh the crowd her beauty, he doth spy.
That he adores her, None can deny.
In silence, a thankful prayer he gives.
For his lady wife, for whom he lives.
Before him she graciously kneels down.
With loving hands Our Queen he doth crown.
Good Orderly Direction:
is the thought or Idea;
Which is not based on Ego.
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