Poetry tributes to Queen Elizabeth II

Come rain or shine,

The Queen still smiled

Her walkabouts became

A freshly walked Royal Mile.

Meeting the People

So well-informed

Questions, observations

Her reception so warm.

Her knowledge of horses

Was world-renowned

She visited the best racecourses

To see horse and jockey crowned.

She travelled the globe

In comfort and style

Pomp, ceremony and robes

Worn every once in a while.

Fifteen Prime Ministers listened

To well-informed, sage advice

She’d weathered world storms

Throughout her long life.

For 96 wonderful years

She graced the World stage

Faithful to her duty

Throughout all her days.

Kings, Presidents and Chiefs

Came to her banqueting hall

She was quietly ceremonious

Politely receiving them all.

Queen Elizabeth’s deep faith

In God, her King

In Christmas broadcasts

His praises she’d sing.

Defender of the Faith

The solemn title she bore

How we wished she would live

To One Hundred and more!

As we mourn our Queen

With a deep sense of loss

We observed her example

Of true leadership’s cost.

A life dedicated to service

Of the people she loved

The royal handshake extended

Her delicate hand in glove.

Physical stature? Small

But a GIANT on the World Stage!

She answered the call

Her part was well-played!

What more could we want

From our diplomatic Queen

The most photographed woman

All over the world was seen.

The Queen committed her life

Laid aside personal choice

To give daily sacrifice

And be the Monarchy’s voice.

How do you capture

The essence of her life?

A Mother, Grandmother?

There was sometimes strife!

Her epitaph may be

“Gracious service freely given”

Our Queen surpassed her duty

The most exemplary woman!

And while billions mourn

With heartfelt tears

I’m so grateful I’ve lived

My whole life in her years.

They speak of the twinkle

That lit up her eyes

The abiding peace within

Gracious countenance - so wise.

A constant presence

Faithful, guiding light

To the nation she led

She’s said her last Goodnight!

Rhona Jack

Tears for our Queen

We shed our tears

For many reasons

In joy and laughter also in sorrow and grief

The birth of our first born child

Their first steps in their life

As they leave to start /their own way in life

In the birth of our first grandchild

In laughter with the punch line of a joke

But we also shed tears in grief and sorrow

As a child the loss off a parent

But none more as a parent of a child

And that faithful companion

Our pet that has helped us through those times of sorrow

But today as a nation we shed our tears

For our Queen who was our mother, grandmother to our nation

Whose love for her people was never faulting

But with time the tears of sorrow will fade

But those of laughter and joy will always remain with us

Robert Lane