Riding Ninety Four

Tiring also feeling well no
Sick beaten or bed ridden 
Walking slow for taking grave 
Going with the nature's law 
At the age of Ninety four 

Proud of Queen Elizabeth 
Finding her way to riding horse
Overriding her power of will 
Proud of Queen riding old all 
At the age of Ninety four
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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