Noble Mother

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.

 

Dutiful Child,

Worthy Wife.

Legacy left

From her life.

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