Winterqueen

The winter queen looks up and sighs:

I wish that I controlled the skies

For up above is where to stand

To rule those who walk on the land

The summer queen flies by and sees

Her realm of butterflies and bees

And said, I wish I lived below

Instead I sail where breezes blow

And the rain came down

It tried to seep

Into the ground

But water deep

Pecked and poked

And sodden soil

Already soaked

Began to roil

The prince of silence walks below

Inside a cave of ice and snow

He says "I wonder why?" but words

Are locked in glaciers, never heard

The prince of music on guitar

Neglects to play a single bar

But music trapped inside his head

Resounds and fills the space instead

The winter queen looks up and sighs