The [poem] was written when I began to study the reign of Henry VII. His story and reign fascinated me and it just sprung forth this idea. I’ve also had such a love for Elizabeth of York and her parents. They’re fascinating people to me.
Roses of Blood and Winter
A union that brought a war to a close
Her beauty and grace knew no bounds
As she sat with child beside her hounds
Henri Tudor, seventh of his name
The first of his dynasty that was brought to fame
And on September 20th 1486
A son was born that forged his reign
As York and Lancaster blood ran through the baby boy’s veins.
Plantaganet and Tudor
Dragon and RoseA union that brought a war to a close.
Their son would reign for 38 years.
And brought a change to England
That still remains