God and country!
Heart, be damned.
Noble entry
Safely planned.
A girl, a lass
Placement sure.
Her family use?
Graced allure.
On her shoulders
Lines of Kings.
Promise forced from
Father, stings.
A fine estate,
Lavish clothes,
Payment for the
Son she owes.
At first a girl,
Oh! The shame!
Courtiers whisper
Hurtful blame.
Another girl,
then one more.
The sovereign lord
Keeping score.
At last! A boy,
Saints be praised!
Husband’s esteem
slightly raised.
She sees her son
Rise to king.
Her daughters made
Some man’s queen.
Her task complete,
Laid to rest.
Bronze emblazoned
‘Cross her chest.