Woman takes hold of her gorgeous baby,
Proud to be a mother of a newborn child...

An elderly walks with his lovely cane,
Following into nature's engaging smell...

The woman sits quietly at the table,
Looking at the girl across in shame...

The man uses his hawk-like eyes
Stalking, hunting for his prey...

Princess walking down the isle,
Inherited queen's beauty's galore...

Fretting and perspiring
Stupidity is what I am...

Never used to believe before
Eyes had been shut down...

Cliched is what I am
Stupid me, writing about this...

Realizing heart of thirds
Is exceedingly intense...

Blood veins and locked chains
The things you will have to cross...

Everyone always talks about
How they want to find their knight...

Cannot get close to heart
Locked chains will prevail...