Monarchy
That reigning monarch's hammered earth
decided from my time of birth
God's choosing relevant to girth
could not, the adversary mirth ~
This somber will of God o'er man
encompasses the tiniest strand
as His, my aptitude stays grand
though Soul's alliance ~ trail command!
Copyright © Paula Larson | Year Posted 2009
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