Shishukunj

The Meadow’s Crown

A day, a new start,

In the meadow’s crown,

A lass there lived,

In shatters and frowns.

All about a family it was

To flee and live

The world without, for

All day she spent dreaming

Of thrones, and princes

And palaces,

To have it all alone.

Her papa and mama

As long as they could

Made their girl a queen

In the meadow’s crown

As young she was

Amongst the lilacs of grief

And brushing and dancing

Making dolls for her team.

So happy in grief.

As morning went by

Did she realize

No prince, no palace,

No thrones were they

But all just a game

Of wood and clay.

All just a game

Of wood and clay.

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