I would like to share with you this lovely poem about Anne Boleyn submitted by On the Tudor Trail reader, Debbie Fenton.
Sister, Wife, Mother, Friend,
to all these roles I shall tend.
Kind of heart and strong of mind, be true to me and love shall bind.
Be not deceived by tale or whisper,
My lips are kind, mine soul doth shine.
For good is always on my mind, courage and strength in God I find.
Be blessed all those who have come to know,
That what you see is joy and pride,
Look deep beyond my dark eyes and know that I am, and always will be Anne.
Nice poem–I tried one once and it was terrible!