My Queen

My queen is gone,
The end is near
There is no life without her here.

So many paths we've walked together
That I will now have to thread alone
For my queen is forever gone.

The only one left,
They all wait for me
To join them once for all eternity.

This heart is too old to bear this weight
So I will lay right by her side
For even in death she is my bride.

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I wrote this short poem to serve as sort of a description for the picture...