In halls of gold where whispers sing,
Queens of old in grace they bring,
With crowns alight like morning’s glow,
Their wisdom guides where rivers flow.

In gardens vast, where roses bloom,
Their laughter chases away the gloom,
With gentle hands, they weave their lore,
In stories told forevermore.

Through battles fierce and nights so long,
Their courage stands, unwavering, strong,
With hearts of fire, they light the way,
Leading souls to a brighter day.

O Queens of time, in shadows cast,
Your legacy, a spell that’s vast,
In dreams we find your regal grace,
A timeless dance through endless space.