Written in 2002
Flowing very Steady as the Nile River,
With agile and ease the Egyptian cat pounces without a shiver.
The queen made a quiver of a desert rose
With the quiver in hand she picked a pose
Everyone in her court froze
When the Egyptian queen entered the room,
she holds herself as if she is in full bloom.
No one has any bad feelings
As this is a coronation standard in dealings
Young only 18 years of age
And she has center stage
Is this the world or just one big cage.
Front of the room she does stand
She looks upon her court without demand
The words she spoke rung true
Only those in her line could speak these words few
With a gentle smile everything became a new
On this golden era of a scene
She became the Egyptian Queen
© M. Robbins