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My Queen has always been a noble force—
A force for good on chilly English days.
Her friendly face, her air of grace—my source
Of joy in more than crown-and-sceptre ways.
I saw her wave her white-gloved, regal hand
When I was nine and knotted up inside.
Her gilded, horse-drawn coach sailed up The Strand—
She looked at me and smiled a smile so wide,
I loved her from that London moment on,
Took comfort in her cozy, calming air—
I knew beneath the pomp her hug was warm.
I knew her heart was full of fun and care.
I’ll always be her loyal, lifelong fan
Because she looks exactly like my Nan.
More than My Queen
Poems for Queen Elizabeth II’s Platinum Jubilee,
by Susan Jarvis Bryant
