Daughter of a King
Hail the Prince of Peace, Giver of life, and Rock upon which I stand
I am daughter of our Lord/born of goodly parents
I dwell in a dusty, deserted land of the sun
Its harsh heat/no match for my unyielding strength
I am an example for all/teaching love and truth
My light shows brightly/breaking all barriers
Others are drawn to me like a moth to a flame/for I am a leader
My greatest strength is my caring, compassionate, and charitable heart
My love is art/in all forms
It shows through my music, flowing from a wooden canvas of white keys
I strive to learn all I can in a land blinded by greed
I will travel afar to obtain such knowledge/no matter the price
I will uphold my standards, and share them with others
I know who I am, and others will call my name or centuries to come
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