My lovely Queen, so royal, I do hold
A deep, provoking love for you. It climbs
And flies above the simple men of time
To rest eternal in my heart untold. 96 more words
The chimney’s tumbled down, old doors
pout from hinges, rotting floors
grumble slightly as we’re walking.
Do you hear Miss Lizzie talking?
Steps have crumbled, that’s not all, 71 more words