• There once lived a sword smith named Owen
    His skill was known far and wide.
    From all over Gambrills the soldiers would come
    To find a fine sword to hang at their side.

    Now Owen was not just a swordsmith.
    For he was known throughout the town
    As someone the ladies found handsome
    His name mentioned oft with renown.

    Now Emma was spoken of highly
    As a beauty that none could compare.
    She worked for the seamstress on Culpepper Street
    She had not a worry or care.

    One day Owen happened upon her.
    He gazed at her beauty and sighed.
    He resolved from that moment to have her
    To one day, make her his bride.

    Now Emma was not one to tarry,
    With every man who showed a sign
    Of wanting to have her forever
    For she was a girl of design.

    For Emma believed she would one day
    Be found by a handsome young prince.
    He’d ride in and take her away from
    This quaint little quiet province.

    Now Owen determined to woo her.
    He set about planning the way.
    He started by sending her flowers.
    A brilliant and colorful bouquet.

    Next he would send her a necklace
    And then follow up with a poem.
    That spoke of her beauty and wisdom
    An epic, a ballad, a tome.

    For Emma, these presents meant little,
    For they did not show her his heart.
    She wanted to know his true feelings
    Before she would give him her heart.

    So one day beautiful Emma,
    Did visit the swordsmith to say,
    “Pray tell me good sir your true feelings.
    I must have your answer today.”

    Now Owen was not one to mince words.
    He knelt down before her and said,
    “My feelings for you gentle Emma,
    Are as strong as these tears yet unshed.

    I have loved you since first I did see you.
    Nevermore will I let myself stray.
    My eyes shall not look on another.
    My past ways I shall lock away.

    I will love you forever my darling.
    To the ends of the earth I would roam.
    To search for the rarest of gemstones,
    And carry them back to our home.

    My love for you never will falter.
    No matter how long we shall live.
    My heart is forever imprisoned.
    You the jailer and I the captive.”

    The tears flowed down from her eyes
    As she listened to all that he said.
    She told him she’d love him forever,
    And later that Fall they were wed.