To Melania

 

To Melania

 

Rejoice, for where she goes,

Heavens are going.

Sparks of Light does she carry

and blows them glowing.

 

She comes from far away,

Asgard of Lions.

A Lioness is she,

of Royal eons.

 

An Angel-like she looks,

her warmth is spilling,

her smile and her laughter

spend children healing.

 

A breath of Love is she,

when moving, graceful,

a hue of loveliness

and blessings, plainful.

 

Rejoice, for where she goes

Heavens are going!

Worlds of Light does she carry,

blowing them glowing…

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