She wanders past meadows
She twirls trough fields
She is the Queen of Happiness
And laughter is what she wields.
"She must be crazy," they all say
The members of this town
She is the Queen of Contentment
Upon her head a flower crown.
No sadness brought her down
Only showed her why life was good
She is the Queen of Joy
Be like her I wish I could.
Running from her past
The future is all she can see
She is the Queen of Peace
And forever Queen she'll be.
Mar 11, 2018
Mar 11, 2018 at 4:47 PM UTC
She wanders past meadows
She twirls trough fields
She is the Queen of Happiness
And laughter is what she wields.
"She must be crazy," they all say
The members of this town
She is the Queen of Contentment
Upon her head a flower crown.
No sadness brought her down
Only showed her why life was good
She is the Queen of Joy
Be like her I wish I could.
Running from her past
The future is all she can see
She is the Queen of Peace
And forever Queen she'll be.
I would really appreciate feedback. Thank you!
-Janelle
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