Our Garden Tower Poem by Minx Videsben

A queen who had a garden, and let her king build a tower in the center. She despised the tower, believing it ruined the view and was the cause for the plants dying. She resented her king. But he took her up the tower and showed her the spectacular view it held. She resented him a little less. But one night a strong storm swept over the kingdom, washing away any crops and drowning a few livestock. But worst of all it washed away the queens garden. The queen went into a depression. First losing her child, then her husband to his work, and now the one thing that kept her stable. Her garden. She grew quiet, and mean. But one day she climbed up the tower, to see the view again. After that she seemed to never leave the tower again. Servants brought her a chair, then food, then a bed. She seemed to live there now. Her king grew tired with worry, his subjects grew loud with gossip. She only ever looked out the window, even when her king visited her, she didn't even acknowledge he was in the room. She never left the bed, and at some point she boarded up the door with furniture. She died in that bed, forever looking out at that view. Leaving her ghost to look at it for eternity.