Princess Diana Poem by ENOCH JOHN

My muse said to me: "write this poem about a princess,
A princess who was the fairest of a thousand royals of England and Scotland,
The prettiest of the royals of two centuries. A poem about Diana.

She lived a truncated life,
But filled with kindness to others,
Love condensed into syllables,
Making up a syntax of praise.

Like a lovely flower of Dawn,
With the dew drops glistening on her,
As the first rays of sunlight touches her,
She as a fairy evaporates from this brown earth,
Leaving just a memory for the world.

So leave a tear drop and let it fall for Diana.