The walls are closing in around the Thin White Queen

Making her feel like a “Has Been”

Is this It? is this the end?

Not a whisper from family or friend.

The place is immaculate and clean

Everything is a living dream 

Only sustained by the God above

Giving her hope in one true love.

He will come back one day

And happily take her far away

Where no loneliness or unhappiness can touch

One who loves and wants so much.

There is another place she can go

Not here in the valley below

But above the clouds on her arm

To remind of another’s charm.