Trailer Park Queen

WAFTING through the open window A DULCET floral FRAGRANCE Adds to the TRANQUILITY Bubbles in her BLISSFUL bath dance An old screen door creaks open He approaches, WHISPERS, “My queen, Your royal carriage awaits.” She emerges and dons her jeans “My lord,” she replies ELOQUENTLY, A LILTING quality in her tone, “’Tis our picnic basket you desire most." She laughs, emits a subtle groan. Indeed, the old farm horse and buggy Are prepared for the couple's ride Through spring fields in LAVENDER SPLENDOR So they open the trailer door, step outside Tenderly she reaches up, takes his hand He gently pulls her onto the carriage This lord and his loving queen know True wealth is found in their marriage *For Andrea's "Beautiful Words" challenge.