The Perfect Crown – “Bathtub Mary” Edition

This crown’s not gold, it’s not profound,
It didn’t cost a kingly pound.
It wasn’t found in some grand case—
It clicked off a printer… layer by layer… with grace.

It’s light as joy and blue as sky,
It stays put even when storms go by.
No jewels loud, no power shown,
Just hearts cut out and love well‑known.

She doesn’t need a fancy throne,
A bathtub works—half buried, stone.
For queens who care don’t need display,
They make a home right where they stay.

So here she stands, calm, crowned, secure,
Proof that the truest things endure:
That love wears lightness, laughs with cheer,
And crowns itself with hearts right here. 💙👑