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          ong ago in time of yore
          When time was just a word
          There was a tale of a maiden fair
          That drew her lover's sword.
          She loved her lad with a true heart
          As only women do
          She thought her lover faithful
          She thought his love was true.
          She toiled hard this maiden
          From dawn to setting sun
          She thought she'd found her true love
          He had to be the "one".
          She worked hard as fit a servant
           Twas not easy to cook and clean
          But she knew it'd all be worth it
          When she donned her wedding ring.
          And when all her chores were over
          She rushed to her lover's side
          Listening to promises of forever
          Kept her dreams of tomorrow alive.
          A bottle of wine in one hand
          And a basket of food in store
          Her lover came daily to meet her
          At the edge of the ocean shore.
          They laughed and watched the sunset
          Making love at the evening tide
          She clung to every moment
          Longing to be his bride.
          When the stars began to come out
          They'd kiss and then they'd part
          But one day she decided to follow him
          It would be only be a lark.
          The moonlight guided her footsteps
          as he walked to the tavern in town
          She knew the mists had cloaked her
          He'd never hear a sound.
          She watched as he neared the tavern
          Curious what she would see
          For ale and women were plenty
          Sometimes these pleasures were free.
          She watched as he paused in the doorway
          Then she saw a coach pull in place
          A beautiful young maiden stepped out
          Dressed in the finest of silks and lace.
          She looked on as her lover bowed
          Reaching upward he kissed the maids'  hand
          She cringed at the scene before her
          Too painful to understand
          For a moment she could not see them
          For her eyes teared for her lover untrue
          Anger shot through her like fire
          All her dreams were a nightmare come true.
          Silently she wiped her angry tears
          Then saw the coach pulling away
          How could she be so foolish
          Twas time to make him pay.
          Jealousy and rage filled her being
          How could he betray her love
          For his child she now carried within her
          A gift she swore from above.
          She watched as he reached toward his saddle
          His sword flashing at its' side
          She silently crept through the moonlight
          No longer would she hide.
          She ran towards him screaming in anger
          Startled he was at her sight
          "None other shall ever have you!!"
          Were the last words he'd hear that night.
          She reached towards the sword he carried
          Before he could utter a sound
          Then pierced his heart as he stood there
          Blood silently poured to the ground.
          She watched as he crumbled before her
          In agony  he asked her why??-
          She replied, "The one I saw you with earlier-
          Does she carry your child as I?"
          He groaned as his blood spilled around him
          "If you'd asked you'd understand
          The maiden was a merchants' daughter
          Who delivers whenever she can."
          "You see I made a purchase
          For an item of purest gold
          Twas a treasure greater than any
          Promised to me and sold."
          "Alas I never betrayed you.
          And the proof  lies in  my hand."
          Opening his fingers he whispered....
          ....
          "Behold thy wedding band."
           
           
          Tis a tale that has a lesson
          For to love is to never fear
          For sometimes things can fool the eye
            Not being what they appear.
           
           
           
          Poem by Irishgrrl
          Copywrited © 1999
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