I am the Queen of the land called, 'Everything! '
I govern all of what I own and survey!
For a Queen's jobs are by far, many!
And it has with it, a huge of price too pay!
I cannot be to any man or woman, a friend!
For they may want, to really, cut off my head?
An army of soliders at my beckon call!
They protect my kingdom, or I might lose it all!
I am the Queen of, 'Everything! '
But the cost of that power, has an ill effect on me.
I can now not trust anothers motive!
for they may really want to steal, my, 'Everything? '
Why couldn't I have just been born a commoner?
and have a large family and lots of true and loyal friends?
And not have to always worry
if today might be, my stories end!
But for now, I am the Queen!
the Queen, of the land of, 'Everything! '
And with that brings a duty, ' MY ALL! '
in the Kingdom of, 'Everything! '
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Piquant situation so well captured in this quaint poem. Lovely work Linda.