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)
- Your Fate Has Been Determined (flash fiction)
- Applejack (poem)
- Cincinnati Men (flash fiction)
- We’re Sorry to Inform You (flash fiction)