A Joke Poem by Helen Osbourne

When I make a fool of myself and you have to agree, a joke is born.
A reference that for ever more has new meaning; a laugh shared by old friends. Out loud, in my face and for all to hear.

Not under your breath, behind your hand when you think I can't hear.
You are forgiven because you don't yet know the rules.

Women acutely aware of their accomplishments, rest with the ease of age, like old sages. Queens each in their own right; we know who we are and don't feel the need to prove anything to each other, let alone a child.