From The Workshop Collection-Good Knight Jen
I almost cry when
Entering the mourning den
You Jen
My dear departing childhood friend
Would send
Romantic sensations
Make my pumping special heart racing
Before facing
Reality at large
Sailing along, working the pensionary barge
Sweating in the hot sun
Until the laboring is done
We meet for fun
Then
Jen
Acting like, Barbie and Ken
Fences never needed to be mend
Due to our royal trust
Shiny strong, never a rust
That could go bust
Promises our blood made
Prologue to the evil’s invade
Pretending to trade
Suddenly someone screamed, ‘raid’
While we picked up our grades
Dear Lord, we prayed
What did both of us know
During a time of maturing and grow
Until it was time to go
Investing in the University system
And their four-year mission
Studying where our skills are
Passing the academic bar
Checking the midnight diner plates
Life was challenging and great
But I failed to defend
Jen
My lifelong friend
Now
You are dolled up, for the eternal bow
Everyone grumbles and growls
Saying goodbye
As you lie
In the den
When
We were truly Barbie and Ken
Wearing innocent clothes
Not having any foes
Until today
Our enemies will pay
For what they did
Sending you to an early crypt
Next time different things will be
If warned, ‘coming land or sea’
We will believe
Freedom will ring
Allowing everyone to sing
Show God our relationship bling
And the commitment ring
Reminding the judge, we will always be Queen and King
Of the Monarch, I rule
Despite uncontrollable events that are ever so cruel
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