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Queen Bee

With her queenly ego, she said, "My name is now Princess".
And so they complied ~ a loyal crew, whom by her words were led.
Then one day, she chose to change, and took the name of "Mrs."
She had a crown she did not know, the brain within her head.

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Valsa George

August 2, 2024 at 10:30 PM

From 'Princess' she changed her name to 'Mrs'. With age, she became sober and she dispensed her ego and became one like her crew. This is indeed a great transformation. A poem with a message not to show off.

Hilda Greenhough

August 3, 2024 at 1:37 AM

Too critical? I hope to be forgiving.

Bill Baker

March 28, 2024 at 3:49 PM

We all age, grow, and learn some lessons in life, Hilda. Your poem exposed a few of the more universal states many of us have grown through and learned from. Short, but mindful poetry, my friend. Have a pleasant weekend! Bill p.s. I missed this one, oops! :-)

Hilda Greenhough

March 30, 2024 at 4:04 PM

Thank you for your comment.

Hiya Sharma

January 21, 2024 at 9:12 AM

This is a deeply insightful and introspective write, dear Hilda.. When she first was led by immaturity and lack of self-reflection, holding a sense of derailed pride.. But then she gained wisdom and a different perspective which is reflected here by 'Mrs' and 'She had a crown she did not know, the brain within her head' that's absolutely brilliant.. Love the ending so much.. Keep writing & shining, dear..

Hilda Greenhough

January 21, 2024 at 10:02 AM

I'm honored by your warm comment on Queen Bee. Thank you much.

Heidi Sands

January 19, 2024 at 2:42 PM

I see it that her brain led her to be married , share and learn the prior downfalls of being queen bee. Her changes served her well. Great poem! :)

Hilda Greenhough

January 19, 2024 at 2:56 PM

She didn't need to get married to be smart. Mrs. just rhymed. But she had matured. Her world shrunk, same as for a lot of us.

Jan Allison

January 18, 2024 at 12:17 PM

I was never queen bee in the pecking order at home, but I do have a crown as 'Queen of Poop lol:-) hugs Jan xx

Jan Allison

January 18, 2024 at 12:33 PM

i can relate big time Hilda but I am better off for making my own way in life rather than having everything handed to me on a plate. hugs Jan x

Hilda Greenhough

January 18, 2024 at 12:22 PM

Me neither. I had a sibling who was a queen bee. Life changes.

Daniel Henry Rodgers

January 18, 2024 at 10:31 AM

Dear Hilda, Your poem is a powerful exploration of identity and self-realization. The transformation from “Princess” to “Mrs.” signifies growth and self-discovery. The final line beautifully encapsulates the realization of one’s potential. Great Poem! - Blessings, Daniel

Hilda Greenhough

January 18, 2024 at 12:13 PM

Thank you Daniel. Our brains are our greatest treasure.

Gary Radice

January 18, 2024 at 8:41 AM

Youthdom's exuberance gives way to the realities of life and the wisdom that comes from experience. Just my thoughts.:) I really enjoyed the read. Cheers - Gary

Hilda Greenhough

January 18, 2024 at 9:15 AM

Thank you.

Richard Lamoureux

January 18, 2024 at 5:28 AM

Cleverly expressed.

Hilda Greenhough

January 18, 2024 at 6:49 AM

Thank you.

Victor Buhagiar

January 18, 2024 at 2:14 AM

The Queen bee should not deem itself. A deep poem.

Hilda Greenhough

January 18, 2024 at 6:51 AM

It's a buzz. Easy to read. Short .

Ink Empress

January 17, 2024 at 7:47 AM

I know few like this, very well written dear hilda, i especially loved the last lines where you’ve written “ She had a crown she did not know, the brain within her head.” Deep! And i hope oneday she finds light. Pleasure always reading your work. Sending you light

Hilda Greenhough

January 17, 2024 at 9:24 AM

Thank you very much. I love your comments.