Elizabeth

Elizabeth by destiny became Britain's Queen
And a lot of life one might say she has seen
In her younger years quite lovely to behold
But time one might say has left her looking old

To many royalists a beloved and familiar face
Elizabeth is a woman who ages with grace
Not vain she does not use hair dyes to cloak her natural gray
She  is one who ages in the natural way

Though many World leaders plaudits on her shower
The Monarch of Britain and it's Commonwealth has restricted power
It is never her decision that young men go to war
To risk serious injury or death in Countries afar

Britain and it's Commonwealth Monarch since the early fifties when she was in her life's prime
And in anyone's language this is a long time
Her coming to the throne was of circumstance
Though born into royalty she became Monarch by chance

Her aged husband Philip a shadow of the man he used to be
He is in the twilight of his mortality
Of his deteriorating health we do read of and hear
The Reaper of lives to him is reaping near

The great grandmother Elizabeth knows of pomp and renown
For many decades she has worn the crown
But for her like us all there will be a last night and day
She is not any different to us in this way.