ON CORONATION DAY

We travelled on the train all night -
  We didn’t sleep one wink -
In nineteen hundred and fifty three -
  The reason? Come on - think!

I was then eleven years of age -
  My brother, five years less.
After travelling the whole night through
  We were tired, I must confess.

In Parliament Square we found our spot
  From which we waved our flags
And as we couldn’t move from there
  Mum brought the picnic bags.

We heard the cheering and the shouts
  As guests passed one by one,
And we soon forgot that we were tired
  By having so much fun.

We had to laugh at things we saw -
  And you would, I feel sure,
For men were poised at every turn,
  To clean up horse manure.

The roads of London, were kept clean,
  The sun shone from the sky,
And the cheering soon reached fever pitch
  As the royal coach passed by.

We waved and waved and screamed with joy
  To see our sweet princess,
And she smiled too and waved at us,
  But was nervous I would guess.
 
Most people stayed within their homes
  And watched it on TV -
But we, right there, amidst the crowds
  Were as happy as could be.

Now sixty years have quickly passed
  Since she came on the throne -
And she, like I, must wonder where
  Those sixty years have flown.

So many kings and queens have ruled
  Upon the British throne,
But I’m glad Queen Elizabeth
  Is the queen I call my own.

Copyright 2012