I'm currently playing in a Pern based role playing game here on Gaia as a Harper of course and the clutch of eggs just hatched in the weyr and the candidates have impressed. The old queen has gone between because her rider died and I told the others I would write a song to commemorate the whole thing. This is my attempt. I want serious criticism (it's spelled wrong I know) here please. I also need a good title for it. If you are not familiar with Pern, you probably won't get it.

Deep in the forest on the southern continent
Was the weyr that was known as Great Bay.
On the sands of the weyr lay the 20 brand new eggs
And among them one solitary gold.

Imalene and Ikynath, T’ron and Galanth
Together they ruled ov’r the weyr.
Few others knew of their life to the south
Save the Lord Holder Brennan of Tillek.

To the skies they did take to search out candidates
For the eggs hardening on the sand.
Far and wide they did search and to Tillek they flew
And were lucky to find quite a few.

Men and women, boys and girls, most still children in their years
They came to the weyr one and all.
For a chance to impress and begin life anew
Bound for life to their weyrmate and weyr.

Came the call of the bronze that the time had arrived
When the fledglings would break from their shells.
Ran the hopeful young folk to the floor of the cave
Robed in white and brimming with hope.

To the sands came T’ron, Imalene in his arms
And he laid her beside the old queen.
Soon enough would the torch of the leadership pass
To her daughter to new golden queen.

Before long shells did break and the dragons came forth
Searching out their life-mate on the sands.
Blues and greens, browns and bronze and the one golden queen
Found their riders, their weyrmates, their own.

But the day was not over and joy was replaced
With the keening of heartbroken dragons.
For Ikynath arose and taking her rider
Left weyr and Pern forever.