Herbert Nehrlich

Rookie (04 October 1943 / Germany)

For Hrh Princess Shirley - Poem by Herbert Nehrlich

Imagine this, a rose
descended from the thorns of age
of royal origins in distant lands,
she caught the eye of a young man,
a strapping farmer, a commoner as such.
This man, possessed by taste and will,
a fortitude so few would entertain
he did not ask, he took her hand
and knowing fully his predicament,
no better judgment could exist
a union of the noble and the bold.

What would he say, this man named Theobald?
Would kindly eyes send ancient smiles
upon descendant Princess Shirley,
oh yes, as do the masses of the folks
who've had the opportunity, the luck
of basking in her grace and genuine warmth.
Who of you men and women, who would stand
and point the finger at a better royal pair?
Who would not want to live within the shadow
of graciousness and sheer humanity?
As they look back in generations yet to come
there will be twinkles in the eyes of the historians,
but not a single little cause for discontent.
I say, my friends, we are the ones who see
what Gods and humans can create for this strange world,
and let us praise the one they call the Real Princess
and give a smile to her, it's all we can return.

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  • (4/9/2006 6:21:00 AM)


    You inser humor into this little tribute to Princess Shirley very well! lol What an unfortunately name she has Herbert? A smile can mean so much when you are out in the cold and out of touch. I should know! I use my smile all the time, very handy when life becomes a bitch. 10 from Tai (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, April 9, 2006



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