Lady Faith See it in her eyes Lost, disenchanted, still a naïve child No longer does a tear find her cheek For if one dare fell, after so many rivers She would fade and flow away Truth of love Lies in her old Irish heart And with many fierce dragons She has fought the fine battle Only to lose the war after all And now she is a ghost, per say Whose words never seem to be heard Who walks among the ancient ones Standing proud in her armour Burning pathways for her young Praying better days find them Prepared to stand and defend always Holding faith in love __ her sceptre held high © 20/04/09 CG Mair

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