I am Iron Born – Donna Astill

I am Iron Born,

whilst my brothers are born of gold,

They are truly beautiful and shine as bright as the sun.

Their gifts give so much more than I could ever give.

For I was born broken, short and dull,

I am loved with heart & soul by one and treasured by a world.

 

I show fealty, loyalty and am always true to mark,

Yet stories I could tell and adventures I have had,

With my sisters, we make three and together will always be,

Iron Born and Leather Clad we have saved a head or two,

We have taken just as many as an old warrior too.

 

My sisters thrive without my hand,

Yet I am uncontrollable without them by my side,

A tale of theft, disloyalty and sadness is yet to come,

He took me form my kin and used me in a bribe,

My sisters were without me, my head a useless mess.

 

Until he came in guise of her,

No beauty had I beheld before,

My sisters they did weep,

A dress so shimmering, the stars I know it held,

A veil spun of silken thread did glisten like the dew.

 

The time has come you dirty beast to send me to my love,

Now place me in her loving brace and see what’s to become,

Down to your knees your walls will make you be,

And never again strip me from this man that possesses me,

For my brothers may be born of gold,

 

But…

Lightening lives inside of me,

As I am the Iron Born.

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