When I grow,
up a Princess is what I will be
I’ll live in a castle, wear pretty shoes and
dresses
And help the
people I see.
But her mommy
said to her wee little one
You are a Princess
and Queen of The Netherlands
You will one
day be, when my day is done.
The little
girl smiled, held her mommy tight and traced the lines of her hand
And she grew
up just like he mommy had said…
Princess,
then Queen of The Netherlands.
All the
people of the kingdom adored her and honored her name
And every
year they gathered together to celebrate her birthday, for they all felt the
same.
To Queen
Beatrix they’d shout as they called out her name
Enjoying the
sun, their friends as they all joined in games.
Time marched
on, windmills turned and tulips bloomed
And all of
the great land of The Netherlands stayed happy and groomed.
Soon in the Castle there was a new little one.
A little boy
who jumped from the chairs, ran through the grass
And using a fake sword, he showed his beloved mother
the land he had won.
Mommy, when
I grow up, a Prince is what I will be
I will be
kind and smart and that you will see.
His mother said
yes, I think this is so
A Prince who
is kind and adored by the people
Ready to be King, when it’s my time to go.
The little
boy smiled and hugged his mother tight
Knowing in
his heart, that she was always right.
He would be
King and help the great people of The Netherlands
Windmills
would turn, tulips would grow and by his side, his mother would stand.
And so this
year of 2013 as we gather to celebrate the birthday of our beloved Queen
Ready to
take his place as King, her beloved son will be seen.