I'm His Queen, But He's HER King
I'm His Queen, But He's HER King.
I Have His Heart, But She Wears His Ring.
I Met Him First So Long Ago.
It Should Have Been Us,
But We Were Too Young To Know.
The Years Went By As We Lived Our Lives.
There Were Other Husbands And Other Wives.
More Time Past As We Grew Old.
It's Not Over Yet, There's More To Be Told.
For Right Now We Must Wait.
As Our Lives Are In The Hands Of Fate.
Which One Will He Choose, It's Hard To Tell.
He Longs For Heaven, But He's Living In Hell.
The Future Is Bright If It Could Be Seen.
Though She Wears His Ring........I'M HIS QUEEN!
This poem is about:
Me