Anne Boleyn
I cried on the day. The moment got me.
I thought this would change 

To see her so proud. 
Her head never drooped.
Even at her last vow.

Her stellular eyes radiate grace.
Her legato gait so tranquil, 
like a white swan against the approaching storm.

And yet, as she glanced up to 
the man who appeared at her right,
she phased into the ultimate change.

For her, things will never be the same.
And the crowds gasped as she curtsied.
They wanted so much more for her.

But now she is gone
And we were all got by that moment,
And no flower will bloom on this day.

Anne Boleyn, Queen of England and second wife of Henry VIII, was executed today in 1536.

Prince Harry married American actress Meghan Markle in a ceremony watched by an estimated 1.9 billion people at Windsor Castle, today in 2018.

4 Comments Add yours

  1. zita666479 says:

    Beautiful poem

  2. eob2 says:

    Nicely written tribute.

  3. wow, that was beautiful. such a lovely piece of work. I love how the words have been arranged, it flows beautifully. πŸ™‚

  4. A beautiful poem and very interesting post

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