Folding Destiny's Hand

Chose not to be Queen of England,
But instead to be Queen of Hearts.
Dealt a royal flush of Destiny,
But folded before she could start. She laid down her hand
And gave up her life.
Though she could stand
The pressure and strife. A queen to be
Or to be not
Was the question;
Now only an after-thought.

by Mark Hunsdon

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