Maybe it was meant to be
The love they had no one did see
Before the kings and queens she bowed
True words from her mouth she vowed
All the while she knew one day
Her prince would make a way
That they would be together
Her in his arms to lay forever
Indeed that day would draw near
Everyday a stepping stone to bear
As she waits she prays
Each step is not weeks but days.
1 comment:
hope is a good thing, i hope her Prince found a way...
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