The clock struck midnight
She gave up the fight
And slowly, finally, she died
The people around her all cried
“What now can we do?”
Asked a voice small as dew
And slowly, mournfully they shrugged
They had thought her will would be enough
Who would have thought?
After how hard she fought,
It would all end for naught?
She died.
“Must we go on with our lives like before?”
Asked another standing by the door
And slowly, determinedly, they said “no,
We will remember her wherever we go.”
They gazed at her form
Their hearts were torn
But slowly, tearfully, they left
Leaving her alone in rest
Who would have thought?
After how hard she fought,
It would all end for naught?
She died.
“We must announce to the people she’s gone.”
The king said to her son
And slowly, strongly, he nodded
The only way he could have responded
The bell rang twenty-six times
Each toll a year of her life
And slowly, sadly, all knew
Of the queen’s death, the painful truth
Who would have thought?
After how hard she fought,
It would all end for naught?
She died.
The next day too soon came
Along with it was pouring rain
But slowly, wetly, a crowd arrived
They came to pay tribute to the queen who had died
The king spoke the words to the crowd
His voice was not even proud
And slowly, joylessly, they sang
For all she had done, their voices rang
Who would have thought?
After how hard she fought,
It would all end for naught?
She died.
The prince said a word or two
Knowing it was what he had to do
He slowly, barely, held on
Somehow, he could stay strong
Not an eye was dry
In city or countryside
But, slowly, haltingly, grief was healed
It took many, many, years
Who would have thought?
After how hard she fought,
It would all end for naught?
She died.
The queen’s goodness was not forgotten
Somehow it still touched the rotten
and slowly, surely, she was reflected
In every citizen was her goodness detected
People became more generous, kinder
They loved all in her honor
Then slowly, beautifully, they loved for love's sake
The queen's legacy greatness made
Here to end is a final thought
Did her death really end in naught?
Can you see any change it got?
Even though after how hard she fought,
She died
That was lovely, Keri.
That was lovely, Keri.
"You were not meant to fit into a shallow box built by someone else." -J. Raymond