Chione, with beauty so bright,
Her pride, a curse, blocking the light,
Transformed by Artemis' arrows swift,
Into a doe, a new life to uplift.
Her two sons, Autolycus, Philammon bold,
Their love for their mother, never growing old,
Vowing to break the curse, and set her free,
From the transformation, a wild and furious glee.
Artemis, with her bow and her might,
Challenged the boys, to a fierce fight,
But their bravery and love, could not be deterred,
They stood their ground, their hearts pure, their love pure.
Impressed by their courage and selfless heart,
Artemis released Chione, a fresh start,
Her beauty restored, her pride now humbled,
A lesson learned, of l...