Bless'd bonny ship that brought her to this shore,
Pirate fiddler, teller of tales and lore,
Song or rhyme at a moment's request,
Voice of a Kingdom, first Bard of the West.
A poppy of gold mark'd her talents rare,
Lauded Bard of the Mist without compare,
Laurel'd for her music, peer of the West,
Fiddler, singer, writer, with talents bless'd.
Leaves in the autumn, they heed the wind's call,
Stars are beautiful, yet they sometimes fall,
Life can be cruel and nature most unfair,
I search for Siobhan, but she is not there.
Though untimely tak'n, her legacy remains,
She lives in every chorus and in each refrain.
"In memory of Mistress Siobhán ní hEodhusa, First Bard of the West." -- Antonio Giordano da Sicilia
The West Kingdom History Website was created by and is maintained by Hirsch von Henford (mka Ken Mayer).