The Tiara Tale

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As legend would have it
One thousand years ago
There was an 16 year old princess
Dressed in a shimmering golden robe.
Looking over the palm tree’d cities
From her flowered balcony
Her father King held in his hands
A Tiara named, “The Sparkling Sea.”
One hundred thousand subjects
Gathered to watch below
While her father gently whispered
During the orange drenched sunset glow.
He whispered of all his people
In her life that she would know
From ministers to farmers
From the richest rich to the lowest low.
And how the young crowned princess
Should care and love them all
No matter how bejeweled
No matter how big or small.
As the princess bowed her royal head
In humble gratitude
Her childlike expression changed
Into a serious and thoughtful mood.
The sunset fired one last time
And the King looked towards the sea
While placing the Tiara on her head
Asking God to protect her please.
The Princess now understood her place
And how she must proceed
A life removed from selfish things
But devoted to her kingdom’s needs.

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