Love’s Daughter

I am the daughter of kings and queens; of saints and sinners, revolutionaries, valkyries and explorers. Because they loved centuries ago, my DNA is infused with their spirits. My heart beats to the drumbeat of greatness, and sometimes notoriety.

Of course, not all of my ancestors changed the course of history, but we are all links in a chain. My own contribution to the legacy of my for-bearers: four daughters, a few songs and volumes of poetry that only a few eyes will see.

But it is enough. We all can’t be Gandolf “King of Vingulmork Norway” Alfgeirsson, or Eleanor “Duchess of Aquitaine”, Henry II, King of England, or Itta, “The Blessed” of Nivilles, Harald VII Herbastus ”Bluetooth” deCrepon Gormosson, or Mary Chilton, who crossed the Atlantic on The Mayflower to begin a new life in a new land. But I feel each of them coursing through my…