Seventy Years of discussions.

The Queen sat upon the throne

The hour of the crown coronation 

A day the world viewed rode aside

I was a little boy of sort rallying 

To my one cause and dear parent 

Mother who’s inner name remained

I related this to the furthest of stars

Like a security blanket holding for

Never meeting my father or in prayer 

The asking much the church God silent

Who’s remains I am told were left in part

His fallen blood the blood of many are still

A bandage became the sense of victory bills

The sun shined bright when the Queen was born

Has shined ever since evermore out of all respect

So the love of service and duty a pluralistic love

A love 💕 of grand demand to exchange and more

Becoming the Nations pride and life among the buds

The best of tea bread and jam best to you remains a wish

Such as to become your letter history to note bonded read

But not without family breath and greetings as the church 

A toast to civil and Roman rule and bygones lifting England 

From darkness to greatest of steps Church’s proclamations.