Princess Diana of Wales was, arguably, the iconic female figure of the late 20th Century. The most famous and most photographed woman in the world, her legacy lingers, not simply as the People’s Princess and Queen of Hearts, but as the mother of England’s future through her sons, William and Harry. This poem is a tribute to that legacy.
Mirror, mirror, on the wall,
what can we learn
from the rise and fall
of a tear-laden princess
of the royal arts,
who traded her crown
for a Queen of Hearts?
A tender child of tender years
whose need for love had turned to tears
in the wake of her parent’s failing joy,
lamenting a girl and wishing a boy.
Such was the omen.
Frightful start – beginning life
with a wounded heart;
tender passions torn and worn;
unfaithful mother; bitter scorn;
endless nights of endless fears;
little brother’s sea of tears –
crying, weeping, no mummy home;
big sister’s cross – to walk alone.
The flower blossomed,
sweet youth in Spring;
betrothed a prince
who would be king.
The marriage bargain –
fairy tale dream
for a tarnished crown
and a faithless ring.
Mirror, mirror, on the wall,
what can we learn
from the rise and fall
of a Princess hounded by a press,
void of manners and relentless;
stalking, never caring, forever blind
to the human need
for some peace of mind;
for a little space; for a little breath?–
shameful, sinful, flashbulb death.
Mirror, mirror, in the sky,
faithful lovers question why;
young and lovely; future bright;
stolen dreams; fateful night.
Why such a Princess loved by all
should reap the Whirlwind
and the Fall?
Mirror, mirror, in the night,
reflect a star whose beacon light
shone ’round the world
to hush a cry;
now shines forever
in a royal sky.
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