19. A Poem For Hnoss
Your heart is so open, your disposition so warm.
Goddess of beauty, Goddess of grace,
Born to that wonderful, magical race.
Your eyes shine like stars, that gleam in the sky,
Your laugh is so innocent, your age makes you shy.
Delicate in form, but firm in your mind,
A child of the Vanir, a joy to your kind.
Your name is Hnoss, but we call you treasure,
To bask in your presence, is truly a pleasure.
Your giggle is wonderfully charming and fun,
You are the future, the magic, the One !
- Glenn Bergen, ( Ravensheart ), © Copyright, 2011.