Stone Pillars

by Judy (Wishes on NetForum)
jkp@bright.net



Where once stood fair Potidaea


Just some temple pillars stand,


And beneath these stones, say scholars,


Sleeps a great bard of this land.





Her stories are told as legends,


And her bloodlines still are there:


There's born to each generation


A brave girl with red-gold hair.





But far away lies the warrior;


Her bones are scattered around.


She lies 'neath a field with her comrades;


Her tomb can never be found.





The Potidaean told many stories


Of adventures with her friend,


But she never described that last battle


Or what was said at the end.





Their life paths diverged at a crossroad


Where many armies have fought.


One left her blood on the field stones;


Her friend's life the treasure it bought.





Now, somewhere in fields of flowers


There gallops a golden mare;


On her back rides a tall, bronzed warrior


And a young girl with sun-bright hair.





Judy (Wishes on NetForum)
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