A poem I wrote sometime ago in honour of Frig who protects the newly born. It is my personal belief that Frig spins the life thread that Wyrd weaves for us, and is why Frig has such interest in the birth of every child.
Our wyrd
and soul entwined
’round Frig’s distaff
may we find –
Our Life-thread
Yet pre-defined.
Every babe
and yet-unborn,
Receive Frig’s love
for she has sworn –
A maternal heart
and child’s adorn.
Sisters Three
Now have begun,
from the thread
that Frig had spun
Weave a fate
All said and done.
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