Queen’s eyes

In several times she comb her light-brown hair,

Sometimes she did not at all.

In several occasions she stare at the stair

Without seeing a thing at all.

                                   

                                    The scenery is emphasize its awe eveywhere,

                                    While everyone is busy to stare.

                                    The Queen never stops give her share,

                                    Yet she insists not to go there.

Today is one day she expects to cry

She wants to try it harder,

While yesterday she expect herself to pry

And never she did such character.

                                   

                                    Earlier she burst her tears out

                                    She never ease her eyes without,

                                    Just thirty minutes later she found out

                                    Her sight finally come out.