Queen Mary 2 ... Sydney Harbour 2011 Poem by Ken e Hall

To meet you face to face is akin to meeting Gulliver as a floating giant
Queen Mary 2 magnificent the largest liner ever built, silent, defiant,
Towering over 200 feet and longer than the Eiffel Tower
I wonder the size of the holding bower.

Such beauty, masculine feminine lines of steel in red white and blue
A cruising city proud as you carry your name in ‘Britishness’ true,
We begin the walk on the white inviting gangplank with smiles to greet
To join the 3054 souls already aboard whom all we may not meet,

All wonderfully looked after by 1,253 officers and crew
Thru checkpoints, then to one of the twenty odd lifts shiny as new.
‘Hello my name is Winston I will be looking after your cabin’

He opened the door...Wow..White dressing gowns white slippers, Aladdin’s
Champagne and chocolate awaits, he opens the glass door onto the veranda,
Beautiful Sydney glows as the Queen presents like a poetic Stanza.
We set sail for New Zealand, Japan and China,

A cruise that could not be finer,
Then being ballroom dancers to top it all
The fantastic black and white balls.
Memories flood back to my childhood poverty blues,

No father, holes in my socks and shoes,
But a faith in Gods path to show the way and how

As I say to myself ‘Just look at me now’



NB Google QM2 to read about its wonder