Arianna, Nature's Queen

She sits upon a wooden throne
neath giant trees of cedar
Fairies, gnomes 'n pixies
from afar come to greet her

Laying gifts-a-many
at her feet
She rises gently
from her seat

Standing regal
with charm 'n grace
A golden halo rings
her pretty face

With voice more gentle
than summer's breath
She shares the mysteries
of life and death

She speaks of wonders
great 'n small
And of God's Love
for one and all

ROTMS

poem by Ray Lucero
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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