He is magnificent,
Brave and a leader.
Eldest in age,
His name is Peter.
His sword is bright,
His shield is red,
And the mighty wolf
He struck, quite dead.
In England a boy,
In Narnia a man.
O the deeds he wrought
In that faraway land.
With the Witch and King Miraz
He fought and he wrested.
One couldn’t kill him,
The other he bested.
Too soon he grew up,
No more could he visit
That world he loved;
He knew he would miss it.
But the one under whose
Guidance he came,
Led him to realize
That it was no game.
He would come back;
He just had to wait.
Soon he would enter
Time’s immortal gate.

Beautiful Susan,
The second oldest;
One of the best fighters
Though not the boldest.
Her arrow would always
Find its mark.
Her horn was the light
In Narnia’s dark.
Despite her advantage
O’er man and beast,
She was gentle and
Liked killing the least.
She was there when
The Great Lion was slain;
She was there when he rose
Like the sun after rain.
She was made queen
And reigned for many years.
She helped to wipe
Her kingdom’s tears.
She aided in crowning
The new king of her land:
Prince Caspian it was,
A noble young man.
Like Peter she grew too fast, and left
With the breath of the Lion.
Yet she never returned to that fairy land
Because of lipstick and nylons.

Upright and good
Is King Edmund the Just;
His skills are great,
His sword never rusts.
Yet he was the first to
Meet the false Queen.
He thought she was kind,
His sight was not keen.
“More Turkish Delight,”
Was all that he wanted.
He didn’t care that the
Faun would be hunted.
He soon realized that he
Had done wrong.
And all his great deeds
Are remembered in song.
He sailed to the world’s end with
Caspian and Lucy.
He saw many wonders with
Eustace the Goosey.
Dufflepuds and serpents
And an island of black.
Of Aslan’s protection
There was never a lack.
Soon he was too old,
Like his sister and brother.
Yet he returned to the land he
Loved like none other.

Queen Lucy the Valiant,
Though youngest of all
Was the first to answer
That Narnian call.
Almost betrayed by the
One she thought friend,
Yet she forgave, and stayed
Friends to the end.
She was with her sister
When Aslan died;
She mourned over him,
And tenderly cried.
She saw him risen,
Whole and new.
She healed many
On Aslan’s cue.
She also became queen,
And reigned long and well.
She left, but returned,
Telmar’s evil to quell.
She set the young Prince
On his high throne.
She sailed with him,
Their deeds now well-known.
Always the favorite of
The Great Lion,
He said she would come back,
And live without dying.

To stay in Narnia
Forevermore.
That was the promise
Made to the four.