The Queen in FaerieLand
The princeless princess walked out into FaerieLand...Well, she fancied herself a princess;
She was really a kingless queen
With two young princes
And an entire kingdom to manage
(Or queendom, rather.)
Skipping over stones and kicking fallen leaves
She entered FaerieLand
For the peace and magic that could be found there;
She breathed the pine scented air
And watched the water shimmer in the ponds
And was serene and still;
And, sensing a minuscule prick of loneliness
Imagined for a moment
That she lacked only a companion to share this with.
But only for a moment.
Because kingless queens have wrought great things
And sometimes
The only way for a queen
To be in charge of her destiny
Is to be kingless.
Poetry by Nancy Sikora
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Written on 2015-11-03 at 01:47
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