All through the agonizing days of my stroke's long recovery
It was a focus point to which I clung with all of my dexterity
This gift so small in valued size became a portal in disguise
A world for me to wander free and where my strength did arise
Regaining trust in God to face whatever lay in front of me
So I beheld my magic ship as a wonderful kind of therapy
Every chance that I would get I thus developed a new theory
Towards my state of mental health to overcome my disability
I used to dream alone in bed that I was queen of an unknown world
Strolling neath a canopy, dressed in strands of precious pearls
Each day became a game for me as I had many subjects to be lead
I sailed in my little ship and my subjects listened to what I said
I had worlds to conquer as their queen with the love of my beloved king
This brought back joy into my heart with lovely songs which I would sing
I still keep this picture close at hand as it's a treasure in my home
I smile in a contented way to think it's worth a queen's ransome
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