“Swan Queen Gate” by Jack Kimball

This gate stands as requiem for a vanquished King.
We all know what sorrow and tears this may bring.
But it’s not when, or where, or the legend’s why;
It’s not even how, but for who he was willing to die.

Twice saved by his Queen, her love now immortal.
To know her sweet sonnet, pray enter this portal.

So rest dear traveler, in this valley in Eyre.
And at night see the stars, as the heavens retire.
At such times, listen close. A swan forever does sing.
It’s the Swan Queen now weeping, for her lover, her King.