Oueen With No King

She Found Her King, The Love Of Her Life.

He Loved Her Too, But He Had A Wife.

 

He Promised Some Day He Would Find A Way,

He'd Do Anything Not To Lose Her.

 

She Understood, His Intentions Were Good.

He Did All That He Could Except CHOOSE Her.

 

The Queen Is Strong Without A King!

She Knows She'll Never Wear His Ring.

 

The Queen Stands Proud With Strength In Her Voice!

SHE REFUSES TO BE HIS SECOND CHOICE!

 

Then Came The Day She Picked Up The Phone.

He Called To Say "He Is Now Alone."

 

She Heard The Sadness In His Voice.

Now It's HER Turn To Make A Choice!

 

He Told Her "He's Hers, It Must Be Fate."

She Said She's Sorry, "It's Too Little Too Late."

 

The Queen Stands Tall, She Wears No Ring!!

She Proudly States "I'M THE QUEEN WITH NO KING!!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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