The Prince of Loyalty: A Poem

L. N. Holmes, husband, poem, Prince of Loyalty
Copyright L. N. Holmes (LeeAnn Adams)

So I wrote a poem for my husband. I feel as if he is a rare gem, one that I stole from a haunted crypt before Indiana Jones could get his hands on it. He is a wonderful man, one that has always been loyal to me. So in appreciation for his admirable qualities — and because I love him — I wrote this for him. I hope you enjoy it.

The Prince of Loyalty

The Prince of Passion is dead,
murdered by Juliet’s best friend.

The Prince of Cute became a bunny, or a kitten,
or a cupcake — depends on the trend.

The Prince of Hottness burned to ash.
We were sad to see him go.

The Prince of Gifts gave himself away
to a witch that consumed his soul.

The Prince of Charm,
ran away with the maid.

But the Prince of Loyalty?
Well, he stayed.

© L. N. Holmes (LeeAnn Adams)

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