MON PREMIER LIVRE
When I was just a little, bitty girl
In nineteen fifty-three,
A coronation book arrived by mail.
It was addressed to me.
I jumped for joy with a toss and a twirl.
I was happy as could be
To have such a picture book of my own
Was so special, do you see?
I studied it from cover to cover,
Preferred it to any other,
Was impressed with Queen Elizabeth's throne
And the palace that she called "home."
From that big, glossy picture book
I learned about the queen.
She was the prettiest woman
That I had ever seen.
She always rode in a stylish car
That was called a limousine
But never seemed to go very far
In those dark cars with the sheen.
The chauffeur never seemed to smile.
I thought he looked quite mean.
Perhaps they did not treat him well.
Was his pay cheque too lean?
Of course he dared not tell;
Who knows what's behind the scene?
The handsome butler's grin was wide
He, too, was tall and lean.
Behind her walked a real, tall man.
Prince Philip was his title.
When they both waved, they seemed to fan,
Resembling a recital.
They gazed into each others' eyes
And together they would smile.
The love they showed would win first prize;
Their romance was one of style.
To me those pictures gave so much pleasure,
Memories that I would always treasure
And now since sixty-four years have passed
And the pair have been destined to last,
From me they both deserve respect.
She's my queen; I'll honor her yet.
A/N I dedicate this romantic, narrative poem to all
happily married couples. I wish you longevity and everlasting
happiness in your marriages. ~ Gail
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MON PREMIER LIVRE
PuisiA tribute to Queen Elizabeth 11, the longest reigning British monarch in history and her husband, Prince Philip, Duke of Edinburgh who will celebrate their platinum wedding anniversary, 70 years of marriage on November 20, 2017. The couple wed in W...
