Ria

Ria’s stayed at home these years

And worked there, uncomplaining;

She says her father needs her, so

She’s opted for remaining

 

It’s funny how the years go by,

And how old things get wearing:

It strikes her now, from time to time,

She’s doing all the caring

 

So maybe she will leave her work

Of service to the throne,

And find some satisfaction in

A real life of

Her own

Author: Beleaguered Servant

Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.

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