Princess D was a young lady who suffered such a pitiful reality All she wanted was fidelity Which was hers to begin with, rightfully But all of it ended in such tragedy! Princess D was very unhappy! All her life she waited eagerly While most thought she'd be elated To be the Queen of hearts A title laid by the people, from the start Princess D was such a beauty The most photographed woman of her time With charming grace that aged like fine wine From eating disorders she suffered In her lavish opulent chambers Princess D was a VVIP But what good can money bring If there's still no peace within? She even had the title and the crown Which she herself returned, without a frown She had the title attached to her name That came with so much fame and when questioned by that one She replied, "But, I want my husband" "But every photographer is obsessed with thee. Every young lad in England is on his knees." Princess D She was so lonely Her youth she wasted patiently Almost lost her sanity But tirelessly continued to help humanity Eventually it was her nature and personality That gained her that level of popularity Oh Princess D She had such popularity And only married into royalty But to her true nature, she kept her loyalty Her rebellious attitude to reach out With commoners, to engage in conversation just about She did so much for everybody But heart of heart, she was so lonely Oh dear Princess D The world still remembers your beauty Those deep blue sapphire eyes Had the world's media mesmerized And when you smiled through your pain A million hearts, you kindled aflame A young teenager betrothed to the prince Spent her life in the shadow of his sins When all she really ever wanted Even her little boys with them she had to be parted Oh Princess D I hope you're finally happy Where your bones lie away from harsh realities England's Rose taken away with a breeze And that aching heart. With peace did consort!
- RUELHA www.ruelha.com © Copyright Protected. All Rights Reserved In Loving Memory of Lady Diana Spencer As a child, I really adored her.
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