I dreamed I was a Queen
Walking on the sand in Africa
Wearing a black and fuscia
Headscarf and dress
Carrying a basket on my head
I was spiritually wealthy
But didn’t live in a castle
It didn’t change my walk,
My train of thought
No one could deny
My faith and happiness
Even though I didn’t
Have a dime to my name
My faith and joy is what makes
Me rich
By Toyhoney