She Is His Queen A Poem
She Is His Queen
She sits upon his lap, wanting him to just hold her. She follows him aroud like a child. She looks up at him with her beautiful eyes. She just wonders how or why?
How she has found him after such a long time. Why he has chosen her? How did she get so lucky? Her eyes pierced through to his soul. She says “ I will never let you go”.
Everytime she looks at him, she falls in love all over again. The time they spend together, they will cherish forever.
They will cherish those days the rest of their lives. They were two lost wounded souls
Who atlast have found their home. He has found her and she has found him.
The years before they met , were trying times for both. His marriage ended in divorce. She was a widow. A widow with a wounded wing. He was her Savior, she is his Queen.
His Queen of his heart. This is where she wants to be. In his heart is her sanctuary.
Her place of freedom. Freedom from the strange cruel world outside her door, that she wishes to know no more.
He is her Savior, she is his Queen.
By Rhonda G. Waits 1/2/11
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