In purple dressed and crowned with light
The people marvel. At the sight
Of you in splendor we delight;
This is your right, this is your right.
To grow so old and die in bed
In peace with grey upon your head;
This is the life you should have led--
Not this instead, not this instead.
You forfeited your crown and throne
You humbly lived and died alone.
It was your love as you have shown--
Made us your own, made us your own.
postscript
DFC day 21. The monotetra is a form written in iambic tetrameter and with each line of the stanzas rhyming, and a repetition of four syllables in the 4th line. kiwi-damnation.deviantart.com/…