Ode to History

How will thou remember me when my bones fade to dust?
A woman of intruige
A shadow lurking in the hall
A cunning mind which paved her destiny
The Queen made of Dreams-
In mine eyes what does thou see?
Love and desire
Hatred and Disgust
An anchor for your wayward ship
Knowledge and courage beyond your imagining
When I speak what does thou hear?
Gaurded laughter that rings so true
Truer to those whom it was your pleasure to use.
Misery and lonliness were my songs to you.What do I see when I look to thee?
Ambition and greed
You are vultures all
A flock of geese swimming toward the duck.
A mystery, the greatest disguise
All are hidden when one does not look.
And when history doth writ mine name what name shall I be called?
A Mistress
A Mother
A Wife
A Queen
A Witch
A Corpse
More Infamous than Thee....
Anne Boleyn, second wife to Henry
Giver of life to not a son, but a Queen.