Wide blue eyes,
sparkling like the sapphire collar
fixed around her neck.

Her auburn hair settles o’er her shoulder
plaited in a thick braid
hanging to her trim waist.

Her skin, pale as a winter snow,
contrasts long, dark lashes
and perfect red lips.

And to see her dance,
a sprite on the wind!
Moving swiftly, sweetly….

Speaking of books and maps,
a memory illuminates in her mind
of beautiful, just Alumbra.

A true Spanish rose,
Infanta Catalina-
God save the queen.