The son of the bard is weary tonight
As memory threatens to drown him
From boyhood to man, just overnight
As her life was stricken from him
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Her scion, her heir, her only son
He will stand tall, he will move on
Her scion, her heir, her one and only son
He will remember her with honor
A tear wiped away as it threatens the page
As he writes the music that fills him
His hands take the quill and the staves once again
That she will ne'er be forgotten
CHORUS
But how should he tell of her sweet lilting voice?
And all she meant to those who loved her?
Each branch in the road's just a matter of choice
With courage he'll shoulder his burden
CHORUS
He knows that he is not quite alone
There's others who grieve for her memory
For each of these then, he'll sing a home
With oath-making not taken lightly
CHORUS
Notes: Completed as part of my 2007 Bard of Caid challenge, to complete the four pieces required by the competition, in the span of 12 months. This is my original composition including the words "Hands, Honor, and Scion," written it in honor of Lady Mara (Georgette / JJ), who passed away in August 2007. At the Bard of Caid competition, I would have had to write the new composition while everyone was performing. To approximate some of the limitations of this format, I wrote the piece while driving to GWW.
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