Queen Mary's Doll House

Queen Mary had a doll house
Which is currently on view.
It was one hundred years ago
It made its grand debut.

With running water, working lifts,
Electric lights and art,
The house sounds so amazing
I don’t quite know where to start.

A thousand mini works of art,
Five hundred mini books
And furniture and silver
All deserving second looks.

A pair of throne chairs and, of course.
Some miniature crown jewels,
A bicycle, real food and soap
And pots and pans and tools.

A tiny vacuum can be pushed,
A piano can be played,
Embroidered sheets are on the beds,
Pure luxury displayed.

A cellar holds champagne and gin
And whiskey, plus fine wine;
The ceilings, walls and rugs throughout
Are regal by design.

This doll house was a gift but not
Intended for a child.
Queen Mary, in her 50’s, 
Was delighted and beguiled.

If Windsor Castle’s in your plans,
Then stop and pay a visit
To this doll house, just like yours or mine,
But slightly more exquisite.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2024

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Andresen Avatar
February 19, 2024 at 1:49 AM
- You describe it so vividly... - I made my dollhouse myself... from a shoebox... we didn't have money to buy such things in my childhood, Ilene :) - hugs
Greenhough Avatar
February 17, 2024 at 3:15 PM
That's a beautiful poem from my favorite tour guide. If I travel to England, I'll put it on my list.
Rodgers Avatar
February 17, 2024 at 1:42 PM
Dearest Ilene, This brought a playful spirit and fascinating details to life! I loved how you captured the grandeur of this miniature masterpiece - running water, tiny art, even champagne in the cellar! It's amazing to think it's been around for 100 years, inspiring imaginations young and old. Your rhyme and rhythm made it so engaging, like a peek into a secret world. While yours and mine might not boast crown jewels, your poem reminds us that wonder can be found in intricate details, no matter the size. Bravo - Blessings Daniel
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