That Iron Lady

A proud, regal, majestic and elegant machine, She's a magnificent sight, this metal powered dream Pulsating over hundreds of miles of railway track, Never once to be found, ever looking back, Onward with a purpose, watch how she races, Visiting destinations, in so many far off places, Pushing on, with such vigorous determination, Giving not one thought, or one moment's hesitation, Dedicated loyal service, she's an engine so supreme, That romantic iron lady, from the golden age of steam. © Ernestine Northover