Can you come back,
And give a crispness...
To that glitter and glitz,
You left us with...
Diana.
Your quirky vocals,
Introduced a freshness...
Long missed.
It was how you did this,
That made you reign 'supreme'.
Can you deliver as it was then?
Chirping like a bird...
As you carved out new tunes.
And packaged with a beat,
That mowed us down.
When that punch was driven...
With a snap and crackle,
Unique and given by that old Motown sound.
Can you come back,
And give a crispness...
To that glitter and glitz,
You left us with...
Diana.
Or have you retired,
That glamour with fire...
Pajazz, glimmer, sparkle and zest!
Dedicated:
To Diana (Diane) Ross
'Come back and give us that 'raw'
stuff you still got! '
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem