She lies there like some white swan pure and dream like
Her gown flows like silken flowers across the now still body
Which once was the envy of the eyes of every warrior alive
This emblem of beauty is now beyond life, but in death enthralls.
Look on all you who loved this lady for what she was, and remember
That when you shed those tears of sorrow, she will be lamenting
Within the great hall of our ancestors to night. Drinking with our gods.
This lady fair who still lights up the night sky even though in death
Will be with us until eternity watching over us
Warding off any evil that may approach our life and soul
Take up your goblets and drink your wine one last time to this Queen!
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Written 30 September 2015
Written By B R Walker
Copywriter UK