Princess

Ah, princess dear, with the soul of a dove And purer wings than gods above A vision of splendor in gowns of white A seraph in heaven’s golden light How you graced the estate of the crown Which sought, which strove, to tear you down – What, in you, the whole world sought and saw Was the mirror it pined and so wished for A regal dream for a prince unbowed Unwavering beacon to the crowd And a radiant bloom of destiny It drew from you so it could be – Jewel of the masses and to the world Rose of the kingdom bloom unfurled Your season came, your season went And you will be, as ever meant A candle that burns, a flame that sears You’ll blaze across the centuries Never forgotten, of angels’ proud Your legend speaks, it still speaks loud –