A King’s Coronation

A King’s Coronation

Seated atop a cushion
Of gleaming gold and red
Is a crown made from passion
That is fit for the head of a king

The crown was encrusted with jewels
Ruby, sapphires and diamonds
Sparkling and gleaming with pride
They shone like stars in the night

Just like medieval times
A king was the ruler
And who would wear the crown
Other than the great man himself?

So on a fateful day
With the sun shining brightly
And the birds chirping loudly
A king’s coronation was to be held

Dressed in gleaming gold and red
Encrusted with bright jewels
Was a man of high post
Who was being introduced to the world

Head held high
With a solemn expression
Followed by hundreds of soldiers
Was the man who would be known as king

Meeting with the high priest
Who graced him with the bow
And introduced him to the throne
That was gleaming with red and gold

A footman held the cushion
With the crown seated atop
That was made with much passion
That sparkled and gleamed brightly

The whole courtyard became quiet
As everyone gasped in awe
At the sparkling crown
That was soon to be on the head of the king

The king made a public pledge
Then the high priest crowned the king
Cheering and applause followed
With the sound of trumpets

*Rajwinraj*