The Pink Queen has changed her hair

Over and over again

It hangs down so natural and nice

And beauty rules again.

She is my beautiful daughter

With a voice so sweet and keen

I heard it once but never again

My heart it broke and a dream

Of love floated in and over took my heart

And He will lead me home with outer Art

Where I belong, but until then

Earth is my home again and again.

The Pink Queen ekes out her existence 

Calling out to God with resistance

But He will heal her soul and body both

For she is His belovèd true and betrothed

Nothing can separate her from Him

And He will reel her safely in.