Rise and shine Queen, the sun is ready for you, elated by all your glory.
The Earth bestowing more time upon you, intently listening to light of your story
Anxiously tasting the nectar of melanin, the sweetest morning honeydew
Dreams of perfection and moments in heaven where no man is ready for you
When you look to your reflection and bathe in your glow
Others wonder what is your secret—what could you profoundly know?
Which heels have you trudged the world’s ugliness through?
Before they broke down on you and your stiletto snapped in two
Rise and shine Queen! Your individuality is what awaits
Time to tame your wild tresses, and straighten your crown—give the whole world a taste
They savor the yellow warmth of your life’s joy and taste the sunsets unexpired
Others unmercifully stare when the lady in bold reds and blues ravishingly takes the room
A style which never expires nor is compromised by what society agrees
The change in you is envious but they never saw the nights you fell to your knees
No one was there when you defeated yourself or the tragic doubts many minds never bare
They didn’t know you rose with such courage—picked yourself up by your teeth
Beauty and grace so obvious, they’ll never find what lies beneath
Rise my Queen! They should know how unstoppable you can be
No mountains, or winds, anyone’s hand, no vast oceans or deep blue seas
Only you know all that you need and all that you need is you
Rise and shine my beautiful Queen! The sweetest morning honeydew
Robin Chappell 