Once, a doorstop was thrilled at a visit from The Queen. In the room where it was stationed, the little thing was smitten— changed forever. From that day, it dreamed Only of its Liege and Braced the door for her the rest of its days. As sunrises passed It dreamed of that Next chance For service. She never Passed that Way Again. Some loves though, Are enough, Some loves endure— Even unanswered.