The Girl Who Became Queen

Long ago In a far away land With stags in the glens Salmon leaping so grand This ancient Kingdom With its lonely King Longs for a maiden To make his heart ring No crusades No battles no wars His reason-ability What do we want to fight for The only war he faces Is raging in his heart To seek his chosen maiden For his life to start With his entourage they travel To tour his Kingdom so Through heather bloomed glens Over mountains graced with snow Many miles they have travelled All in need of rest Up ahead in the distance A manse house, we're timely blessed On the door his footman knocks As it opens with a creak What can i do for you Bow, its your King your about to greet They settle down for supper Roast hog and venison pie The King enjoying their welcome Twas not the food that caught his eye The Laird of this estate Had two daughters, lovely named Carolyn and Lorna Blond haired and red head flamed The one that made him smile Was the way she looked at him This blond haired gorgeous beauty All curvy shaped and thin With the politeness of a King Would you like to walk with me As they strolled around her garden Talking of all that they could see They talked of ancient mariners The roamers of the seas Adventurers, they would seek To show new worlds to see En captured by her knowledge Her smile, long blond hair Is it the politeness of a King To be in awe and sit and stare They head back to the manse To retire for the night Both lying awake in thought Something here, clicked tonight Now many months have passed Visitations to and fro The King to her dads estate This blond to his castle so Then on one sunny day As they rode through his Kingdom's glens Enjoying this place of beauty In his cloak, some thing full of gems In the presence of his lands The King goes on one knee My dear darling Carolyn Will you marry me Yes my darling King I will marry you Today we are engaged Tomorrow, this precious join of two They head back to his castle Through his glens and rivers of blue For on their day of marriage The Kings heart at peace and true http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/fantasy2.php