A State funeral like no other;
For, perhaps, the world’s grandmother
Seventy years on velvet throne
And only for one year – alone.
With Philip by her side she ruled
No politician better schooled
With tact, diplomacy and charm;
Troubled waters she could calm.
Tours to her subjects; every one
Recalled with love, her duty done
Of countless charities the head
Who always by example led.
A black coach to the Abbey brings
World leaders, Presidents and Kings
A compromise to protocol
As traffic is a nightmare goal!
With mourning Royals in sober black
Joe Biden, free world leader, sat
With birthday-honoured guests today
United through her personal say!
Tight logistics, swelling crowds
Pall Mall lined with sad heads bowed
Strong presence in our post-war story
Pageantry, tradition, glory …
On letterboxes, stamps, banknote
Somehow, she never seemed remote
Though frail, we never thought to see
A world where she would cease to be …
(c) Poet in the woods 2022
The end of an era ...
Well done, Sarah...and the faith she received to plod through for so long is monumental in itself!
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