Dear Queen... Unknown Subject Poem by karen sinclair

I would never consider myself the type to typically be a
Royalist
Yet I can't help but admit
Your smile has always warmed me
The mischievous twinkle in your eyes
Always charmed me
The humanity in your words
At Christmas and other times
Always
Stopped me in my tracks

To back track
Annus horribilis
I remember that testing year....

I suppose I would curtsy in your presence
Throat dry
My
Humble hand rise
As yes this scruffy cat may stare at a Queen
But it would be a good gaze
An honest gaze
As Dear Lady
Dear Elizabeth
I have always felt comforted
Just knowing
You are here

Your humble subject
Unknown.....