|Victoria has no fear of
In her one sees the bearing of a queen:
Charming, not endearing; large but lean;
Tough, yet with the grace of mystery.
Old, painful memories now serve her well:
Ruthlessness remains for her a choice.
In troubled times one senses in her voice
A strength against which one would not rebel.
Copyright by Nicholas Gordon
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