The queen that you see, 'twas born on an island on top 

of mountains below the sea on February 14th in 1983 

Traveling with grace and mercy, even sovereignty,

she tries hard to perfect her music and poetry.

Often painfully, faithfully, and even though 

everything that you see was provisioned 

by the Father, Son, and the Paraclete,

it was I, myself, and me that put

it together, ever so patiently.