A Queen sits high upon her throne,
She stares unblinkingly out onto her yard,
Never moving, Never Speaking, Never commanding anyone.
When Night falls she watches and listens as it comes to life,
Spirit of those she once knew - and of those she didn't - coming and passing beneath and around her.
Some stop to kneel, others keep moving on, ignoring her completely.
She stares and sees one lone figure enter the Yard,
She waits until the Figure places a Bouquet of Flowers at her feet before she Moves,
Slowly rising from her throne to stand alongside the figure,
as He whispers, " My Dearest, I pray one day we shall meet again.",
Before turning and leaving the Yard.
The Queen silently watches the Figure leave before she sits herself upon the throne once more.
As the sun slowly rises, signaling the end of the Spirits Wanderings,
They depart back to their resting places,
and she lets her own spirit traverse to it's own place she now resides in.
The Queens last thought was, "Though you cannot see me, My Love, I am forever a short walk away."
**
"Papa? Did you go and see Mama again, Last Night?", A Little Six Year old Girl asks.
" I thought you where asleep, why where you up so late?", A 37 year old man replies.
"Papa! I just wanted to know if you went to see Mama!", the Girl says in Exasperation.
The Father laughs, "Yes I saw your Mother, I could have sworn she had been looking right at me!"
"Papa...Will I ever get to see Mama again?"
"Perhaps one day I'll take you, then we can see Mama Together."
"Yay!"
"Alright You! Breakfast time! Who wants Pancakes!"
"Me! Me! Me!"
"I thought so!", the Father laughs, then picks up the little girl and heads into the Kitchen.
**
"Fear Not the safety of our Child for even now I stand watch over you both, like a Queen does her Beloved Homeland."
"One Day we'll all get to be with another, but for now, seeing you upon that pillar will have to do, My Dearest Concrete Angel."
random poem tell me whatchya think!