Diadem

The thorn, the round wreath,

The fire ignited in wrath 

The coin from the railroad tracing across town,

A tableture of motifs that stay consistent,

The theme of sweet in everything,

Another sonship because a brother now wed a man.

Forgetting sin to the 430th generation.

Earning keep with micro-planning and a round-a-bout victory for 

The Earth Angel.

The beloved Joanna in her consistencies so thoroughly equipped,

How can a giraffe march in to the after,

Days ahead are monkies planting shrubs.

A seed in Abraham is the same namesake for many.

Let's polish up on humour once more.

Is this acceptable offer? The love-bearing super-sensuous vision.