Fire or Andalusians

Our Poem

There was fire in his body, rage in his eye,
To raise a son the reason why
He'd fight to the end for his select band
With his younger brother who coveted the Land.
Each being born like their Sire to reign
On the mountain range that engulfed the plain.


Verse by Mary Lascelles

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