"...and your gentleness made me great." 2 Samuel 22:36
In England
She is young
And witty
Smart
Proper
She follows the rules
Often making some of her own as well
She is known as
Bossy
In the new world
She is lost
Confused
Surrounded by illogical things
And talking beavers
She pulls through for her family
Putting them first
She is then known as
Sister
She is taken under the tutelage
Of everything illogical
And she has accepted it
She is changing
Being trained
Because she was sheltered
And she is known as
Innocent
Then battle arrives
And she is crying
Over the body of the Lion
Their last hope
Is gone
Then he rose
And she is known as
Believer
Then she is crowned
Reliable
Pure
And faithful
She has lost her girlhood
She must face what lies in store
And she is known as
Gentle
She leads
For fifteen more years as
Reliable
Pure
Faithful
And gentle
She holds the hearts of the people in her hand
And deals with them delicately
She has faced the darkness
And faced her own soul
She is known as
Queen
The Last Day arrives
And she is hunting
The lamp appears
As if from a dream
Of a dream
And she follows it
As The Four stumble through
She catches on
Tries to go back
But the way is closed
And she is known as
Lost