She almost seems alive
and almost seems to smile.
Dressed in all her finery,
in classic Victorian style.
Bejeweled with her adornments,
her makeup so pristine.
Crowned in all her glory,
she looks the 'Victorian Queen.'
Warmly, she'll enclose you,
as through her space you roam.
You'll know you've entered the kingdom,
of a statly, Victorian home.
I think this is a great poem. A friend recomended your poems to me and as I read on I realised why
Another excellent poem! Thankyou. Feel free to read mine at the hyperlink below.
Terri