Sonnet 13 (For Her Majesty France I)

©2003 Alden Drake (Paul A. Haines)

In France, I think, no beauty could be found
The likes of She who, from the throne, shines bright,
And casts away the darkness with such light
For all to see that France stands safe and sound.
In hearts of men must love for You abound.
For Your defense they raise their swords to fight.
The foes of France, who rail against Your might,
Shall find eternal peace beneath the ground.
We honor You, fair queen, with words of praise,
Good cousin to the North, We loudly sing,
Let fly the field of blue and fleurs of gold.
For We, in Italy, recall the days
When Catherine sat beside the good French King
And ruled with gentle love and courage bold.

Alden's note: This piece, and For Her Majesty France II, were written by request for Her Excellency Mistress Elissena de Bayonne, Baroness of the Stargate, for her invitations to Stargate Yule A.S. 38 (2003).