Royal Wedding One Vow - Poem by James McLain
Vast is thine their majority, it is youth.
Today for the woman, she may thus become.
Trust is a force for the imagination is the king.
Queen by this woman, of his, it is she.
Perhaps, so it is and after it is so, perhaps.
Hope is the life with herein the thereafter.
After the sphere of the silver glass our slipper.
The glitter and pomp may it never fade away.
Roles new found, hers actually is, most important.
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