Queen Victoria
Caryl Ramsdale, American Poetess
EPHESIANS 5:23 KJV
to Ruby Skidmore Casey
07/23/1919-04/08/1999
When these two met for the first time,
They were two same age first cousins.
He so dangerously handsome—
Both young—as their story begins.
Delighted to keep company
At first ‘twas a pleasure not love;
One teen enjoyed the other teen,
Soon they were all they could think of.
Their families wanted marriage
And she approvingly agreed.
They were nineteen and she was queen
Madly in love, they’d wed in deed.
The queen proposed, he said yes and
The following year they were wed;
They lived happily evermore
Their future limitless some said.
She wished for him a formal name
In time, hard work brought him respect;
His new title was “Prince Consort”
‘Cause Parliament didn’t object.
Poor health took her acting king’s life,
Her prince, her true love passed away;
She cried, and she cried, and she cried,
They were no longer they, that day.
She wondered how she could manage
The loss of her man’s steady hand;
Without Prince Albert to lean on,
Depressed and alone in her land.
So Victoria, England's Queen
Wore black the rest of her life and
Her Victorian era reign
Was marked by sad tears of a wife.
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