A Visit To London

When first I saw London, it was in a book in the library, But then I came to England, experiencing its history. The Bridges over the river Thames, like sentinels over the city stand... While the long Buildings of Parliament, lay beneath Big Ben's command. The Palace Guard at Buckingham, who keep safe Her Majesty... Marched oh so smartly on parade; such a wondrous sight to see. The Cathedral at Westminster, final home to Kings and Poet too... Along with other Heroes of the Realm are honored and here given their due. The bustling floors at Harrods, with all the things to buy... Finding just the right one for Granny, as too soon for home we'll fly. The imposing dome of St. Paul's and its windows of stained glass... Will not be erased from memory, so long as life shall last. The Double Deck Bus ride to Picadilly or the Tube to Trafalgar Square... Where stands the Column of Nelson, rising high into the air. Standing on the deck of the Cutty Sark with the Moth laying close beside... A trip to the Maritime Museum and a quiet Hansom ride. We'll not forget the Museum of art, the British Museum, or the Rosetta Stone... We will long remember Traitor's Gate, where Ann Boleyn once entered alone. Within the walls of the Tower are kept the Jewels of State... Lingering here with the memories past, of those who here met their fate. Alas, we will miss this Great City as homeward soon we'll go... But it is the people we'll miss most of all, the Londoners we've come to know. Though we know not your names, your faces with us remain... For we will fly homeward and oft think of you again. These few lines cannot begin to tell the cherished thoughts we keep... Of your City, your History, your People across the ocean so wide and deep. We hope you always will be well, in your country on the sea... As friends we depart your historic land, our best wishes always for thee.