Anastasia

My daughter wrote this poem ten years ago, with her permission I post it here.

In the golden city,
On a diamond throne she sits,
Anastasia!

Where my heart belongs,
That is where it always lies,
Anastasia!

On the empty throne lies
A crown that was her own,
Anastasia!

The battle was fought;
The sky blackened by arrows,
Anastasia!

There our Queen sat still,
Enclosed in a silent gloom,
Anastasia!

In that starry night,
The ground was soaked with dark blood,
Anastasia!

On that fateful day,
Demons came up and took her away,
Anastasia!

Cursed and swore we did,
On and on we kept calling,
Anastasia!

In the dark we searched,
Until we found the hidden lair,
Anastasia!

Our weapons were wasted,
We fought until we could not fight,
Anastasia!

As I turned retreating,
I got a look at our Queen,
Anastasia!

She was not alone,
All the slain were there with her,
Anastasia!

I could not go forward,
I could only go backward,
Anastasia!

As I saw her eyes,
There was only pity and sorrow,
Anastasia!

There she was silent,
How I wanted to join her,
Anastasia!

My eyes pleaded,
My only task has failed,
Anastasia!

People would mock me,
She would haunt me forever,
Anastasia!

I will now wander,
I am only a shadow,
Anastasia!

Please, let me join you,
Where you are; I will be happy,
Anastasia!

My spirit is gone,
I will fall on my sword soon,
Anastasia!

My love, ’tis for you I go,
I will go to the halls of death,
Anastasia!

Listen to my tale,
So listen to my sorrow,
Anastasia!

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