Forlorn

The Thin White Queen sits alone

On her couch all of them gone

Waiting for someone to pay her heed

Identifying and meeting her need.

She rises up to meet her own

Her power complete and on her throne

In the eternal kingdom she will reign

Happiness feel once again. 

Waiting here is see her Lord

The one by her now adored

Doing His will and obeying His voice

This is the life of her choice.

Leaving all other loves far behind

She lives her life now to find

The remnants of her past gone

Facing it all daily as she is shown.