Royal Bliss Francisco Quevada Francisco Quevada is a student in S. Webster's creative writing class Hidden shelter garden
Light green lullaby glow
Roses grow plump
Thornless stems to step on
Pillows on my feet
Strawberries dissolve like… (Ummm
What do you call those things you blow on and make a wish?
I called them wish blowers)…
Wish blowers
Wind dancing, swing swinging
Lonely gleaming atmosphere
Full of love
Romance lullaby
In love with love
My attention craft of existence
Experience of a prince dressed in clothes made for angels
That makes my skin smile.
A weightless crown
My blood-red throne
Nameless chosen
The evil of the dark is peaceful
Balanced light to keep the ray of sunlight
Out my eyes
It’s the romance lullaby
That rocks my heart
Godly cradle of my child inside
That heavenly nurture came to love me.
Forever now, swinging barefoot
All alone in a place
Of a romance lullaby