A prince in waiting, with a heart so true, Took on the mantle, of a king so new. His subjects bowed, to their sovereign so fair, With a crown on his head, and a heart full of care. He strode with purpose, through the royal court, A vision of grace, his kingly deport. With wisdom and valor, he ruled with might, A beacon of hope, in the darkest of night. His reign was just, his people content, A ruler beloved, to the very extent.