The Queen Mother

Look and tell them of the stars
That focus their iridescent glow for her.
Tell them of the ground that carries her 6 inch stilettos like an infant in a mother’s arm.
Tell them of the sea whose glistening waters show how boundless and infinite her kingdom is.
And bless her eyes with a magnificent sight. 
Look and tell them of her presence,
How she radiates joy from her pure soul to the hearts of all.
She is a paragon.
She is an embodiment of nothing even close to perfection.
But She tries. 
She rules with a kyrptonian heart and childish smile. 
She is the Queen Mother,  but she is my friend

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