Seventy years of tough times, blessed times. Times of war, strife, pain and peace. Beauty, pageantry, propriety, dignity, good character, and protocol - she had such grace to handle a life that was never really her own but belonged most wholly to her people. She set a standard for women, their independence at an age when women were expected to simply be pretty and silent. She was that too, pretty in an austere way of propriety that never trailed her with scandal - at least none that I could remember.
I was but a child and she was The Queen. A real-life, bona fide queen. The model by which all movies, stories, and standards should be writ, in my mind. Her name had household recognition with celebrity laurels even here in America.
Double rainbows arched o'er the sky as she left us, probably all of her four-legged dear ones coming cross the rainbow bridge to meet her first, followed by Prince Phillip, approaching with his walking stick under arm, the tweed, the gauntlets. Her prince coming to meet her, as always she wanted. God bless and keep them both in your Divine bosom of love. We shall miss all that you represented and all you gave to represent the face, character, mind, body, and soul of England for so many of us.
God bless - Rest in Peace.
Faintly~
I was but a child and she was The Queen. A real-life, bona fide queen. The model by which all movies, stories, and standards should be writ, in my mind. Her name had household recognition with celebrity laurels even here in America.
Double rainbows arched o'er the sky as she left us, probably all of her four-legged dear ones coming cross the rainbow bridge to meet her first, followed by Prince Phillip, approaching with his walking stick under arm, the tweed, the gauntlets. Her prince coming to meet her, as always she wanted. God bless and keep them both in your Divine bosom of love. We shall miss all that you represented and all you gave to represent the face, character, mind, body, and soul of England for so many of us.
God bless - Rest in Peace.
Faintly~
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