Princess Diana

Princess Diana died last night;
I heard the news this morn’.
She lived the life of fairy tale,
tossed by an angered storm.

One day, remembered watching her
with dress and jewels, galore.
And thought how wonderful it be,
just once, this too, I wore.

Today among my meager means,
I felt a change of mind;
To trade the place of one so rich,
but yet, her heart so kind.

That God would hold her in His Arms
and give the love she gave,
without the tossing of the storm;
Without the raging wave.

Forgive me Princess if just once,
I’ve ever judged you wrong.
And envied walking in your shoes,
where I did not belong.

Was not the case of bitterness
that some, from her, endured;
Stemmed from her pains of Royalty;
Our ears had never heard.

Beyond all this, she chose to love
the sick, diseased and weak.
And hold in arms a child,
to press her kiss upon his cheek.

To bow before a Princess
is to honor one that’s due.
Yet many times she knelt before
the poor and injured, too.

Oh! That her message would convey
this pure humility. . . .
To love the way Diana loved,
is done on bended knee.

© Cheryl Taul
August 31, 1997

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