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"Here in the snow swept lands of Ealdormere"

Winter A. S. XXXVII (2002)

Here in the snow swept land of Ealdormere

Dost dwell a Lady of pure Norse descent

Who Vinland bound didst find a course to here

She to this soul a gift from Odin sent

Her Viking axe is sharp as is her wit

Her strength of spirit be boundless true

Her gracious face with smile boldly lit

Our moments spent together are too few

A winged Valkyrie of Asgaard hall

She gathers me up in her mighty arms

And steadies me when too oft I would fall

Protecting me from those who’d do me harm

I am her Laird, her love, her husband slave

Until such time we both dwell in the grave