An eerie mist creeps across the river Tames,
A floating odious vapor descends enveloping,
London bridge consuming it utterly.
The thickening English fog merges, overwhelming,
The British countryside.
As a gentle spring rain falls lightly, covering the
Landscape with sporadic rainbows, bursting forth
Behold the United Kingdom, a sovereign,
Island nation of grand majestic beauty.
It's heart a beacon unto the world,
A wonder of modern architecture.
Striking at rhythm's perfection, keeping
The clock tower known as Big Ben lies,
At the center point of London's culture.
A crowning jewel of the royal monarchy,
Standing tall against terrines enemies for
Marvels achievement built of stone, brick
And mortar, a visionary's idealistic wonder.
Notabilities sentential a guardian's symbol,
That has stood strong against freedoms
Two great hands aline in the old clock
The royal sentential announcing all is well,
All is well.
Chiming bells ring out at Westminster abbey,
As the queens guards stand at attention,
Motionless at the palace gates.
A golden carriage emerges, it's the
Queen mother's drawn by her
Personal regiment's honor on horse back.
Welcoming all to this country called
Beneath Big Ben, she smiles, and waves
To the crowds.
BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN