Elizabeth Ii
ELIZABETH II.
Decorated streets sing with
Jamboree,
These is the song for
My Queen,
I peep from this tall tree,
Dreaming in the aquarium
Of wishes,
Now I am Her sibling
Attending daily Royal
Routines,
I wink the left eye to get
The perfect glimpse,
This love with affection
Of winning,
I would catch the clouds
To clean all you
Fill like eating,
I am a living honored
Of this profound victory.
My Majesty the ruler
Above evenings,
Jewel of natures beauty,
I cherish the footprint
That my heart sketch,
Multitude sing including
The birds that back
Their wings.
Very supreme team
Is what I framed in
My dream.
Enjoy the filtered wind
Also called dynamic
King,
That every tangible seed
Would become double
Trees,
There are no green without
Leafs.
Elizabeth is my mother
Even when she lay
To sleep.
AKEWUSOLA HABIB .
Copyright © Habib Akewusola | Year Posted 2012
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