The Blue Ridge Queen
Queen Caroline hails one request
that excellence must have no bounds,
each dress displayed, shall manifest
as brilliant Blue Ridge Mountain gowns.
Her summer dress, a sunlight's kiss
as breezes play the season’s song,
such glory thrives in temperate bliss,
as mountain spirits sing along.
Her autumn frock adorns her frame
as elements of grace unfold,
her maple dress bears leaves aflame
as mountain ash dons vivid gold.
Her winter gown is dusted white,
its snowy veil conceals her face,
and all adorned for winter’s night,
her valleys sleep in silent grace.
Her spring apparel sprouts anew
as winter's wardrobe soon rescinds.
The brilliance shines in every hue
as mountains come to life again.
Her vibrant wardrobe stands supreme,
omnipotent in its design,
so fitting for a gracious Queen,
dear sweet, majestic Caroline.
Host: Mark Toney
Marathon Contest, Mile 22
12-2-2022
Copyright © Mark Massey | Year Posted 2022
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