For The Love Of Aragon
Deep in the land of Aragon, there lived a mighty hero
Only he didn't know he was mighty
Or a hero, either, for that matter
For the time of his unveiling was not yet come
For now he was just a strong, young man
Working on his father's farm
Gentle of spirit, strong of heart, loved by one and all
While at the same time, in the city of Aragon proper
There lived the royal family
The king; strong, kind hearted and fair minded
The Queen; beautiful and loving towards the people
And the princess, more beautiful than even her mother
Sweet spirited, but spirited just the same
She'd never willingly hurt a living being in her life
But neither would she stand idly by if one needed help
She was a master swordswoman
And she rode as well as, if not better than, any man
She was a master archer as well
For in addition to learning all of the things a proper young princess must know
She was taught soldierly skills as well
And truth be known, it was these lessons she enjoyed most
This is the story of the mighty hero yet to be
And the beautiful, spirited princess
And how they saved a kingdom loved by both
Terri Lyn Stanfield
Reulyn@aol.com
2/7/2001