I live in a palace of paper and lace.
Walls smudged with finger prints,
things out of place.
Halls filled with music, and laughter and noise.
Dress-up parades,
and tripping on toys.
I chit-chat with princesses,
dance and we twirl!
While ruling my kingdom,
my days are a whirl.
Who am I, you ask,
and whose company keep?
My title so noble,
and guests so elite?
I am a tutor
to Heaven's supreme!
I am a Mother.
I am a Queen.
***
Michelle Iverson
November 2009
things out of place.
Halls filled with music, and laughter and noise.
Dress-up parades,
and tripping on toys.
I chit-chat with princesses,
dance and we twirl!
While ruling my kingdom,
my days are a whirl.
Who am I, you ask,
and whose company keep?
My title so noble,
and guests so elite?
I am a tutor
to Heaven's supreme!
I am a Mother.
I am a Queen.
***
Michelle Iverson
November 2009
I really love that Michelle! It's very empowering. If it's alright with you I'd like to post that on my blog with credit going to you.
ReplyDeleteThank you Heather! You are more than welcome to post it on your blog.
ReplyDeleteMichelle--this is beautiful, it gave me goose bumps! I didn't even know you could write poetry!
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