Lirael Poem #4

Sabriel (yes!)

I grew up quiet
A lonely child
I was pale and tall but
I was strong and wild

I got the seven bells
From my Abhorsen Pa
I've heard Astarael sing
And destruction is what I saw

I, too, stood against Orannis
Saraneth heavy in my hand
The dead fear my name
They know this is my land

And now I have a sister
Quite a strong one too
A pygmy Clayr is what I've heard
An Abhorsen born anew

My son is a Wallmaker
My sister, an Abhorson
Hedge came in their time
Dang, I missed the fun

I'll die a happy woman
Surrounded by family
Its very ironic that
I started out lonely.

R&R I need ideas for more people to do....