A Woman We Call Queen- Tina Turner

A woman we simply call Queen. A singer loved by millions. The Queen of Rock. The Queen of Soul. Yet, overshadowed by jealousy, Of her beloved. Thru many years of abuse, She was forced to endure, She hid the tears and bruises, Of every day of every year. Then one day, she said no more. He will never raise a hand to me. She ran, and one man alone saved her. She survived. She endured. She lived. As the decades go by, she excels, winning Grammy's, Awards, and honors, Including starring in movies. Yet she is still called Queen. Idolized by millions. On this day of her passing, we look to the clouds, Hearing "On Silent Wings." Knowing she is in the arms of the heavens. "On Silent Wings" I will never be the same again. I feel the whisper of the wind, On silent wings. Thanks for your music and the memories.