Katherine Howard: Smeared Blood on an Angel's Face

She was just a little girl

Wore her heart on her sleeve

She didn't know much of the world

But she was always eager to please

The people who cared for her

Neglected to do their job

They only noticed her hair fell in a pretty curl

Never knew what made her heart throb

The charm of a Howard

The beauty too

They decided to move forward

With her they knew what to do

They would bait her before the king

Lift his dreadful spirits with her smile

The king couldn't resist a pretty thing

They had to wait only but a while

She resembled a former queen

They knew the king would appreciate this

For things were not what they would seem

Cleves and England were not united in wedded bliss

It was very soon that she caught his eye

His own mind filled with a royal plan

Though it was strange, she could not lie

It felt good to wanted by this man

Soon he placed the crown upon her head

And called her his rose without a thorn

Too bad she scorned her marriage bed

The rose had a secret devil's horn

Oh, but she had fun!

Played dress up like a child

No one would tell her when she should be done

So she continued to run wild

But duties and obligations would take over

Wearing a crown was for more than looks

Suddenly she understood her role, her mind sober

It seemed that she was on tenterhooks

And thus she was condemned

She would head to the chopping block

Now she could no longer pretend

In her cousin's shoes she would walk

This day she was to die

She would soon be gone

Her chin held high

It would not be long

She planned to meet her end

Like her cousin before her

With dignity her soul she would send

To a place no longer a distant blur

She laid her head upon the wood

After asking the crowd to pray for her

Pray for her they should

They know what is about to occur

A future she could not dream of

For the executioner had raised his axe

Her last thoughts were those of love

At the blow, the crowd turned their backs

Innocence is a shame to waste

Didn't matter they put her in her place

Smeared blood on an angel's face

And watched as she fell from grace