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a good beautiful woman was she

though damaged

and with baggage

the loveliest of all butterflies

fluttering in a jar

the world's prize and princess

the comet that became a star

poise and good breeding

absorbed in one refreshing breath

not so gallant courters

deliberately walked away

with valuable pieces of her generous

nature in their pockets

vultures!

that fed off her heart

while the surrounding paparazzi

stood by or chased their prey in

salivating glee

'til such vultures scattered so that

they then too could gather to feed off

all the pain in her that was left

their appetites insatiable

disgusting

was the whole pathetic business

I wonder just who lived in her

fish bowl life

that gave more to her

rather than tried to rip strips from her

as future souvenirs to possibly sell

or tidbits of her life to crow over

proudly

I think about this often

now that she's been gone from us

these last four and a half years

and ponder over just what she herself

might say to all this

if she were here

likely only her children

but surely there must have been some

of unrealized others

the world seems a little colder

without her warm blue light of tender

empathy

but she reigns ever proudest

I believe in her role as mother

now rest easy ever more

bright beloved ferry

you will always be

'The Sweetest Blessing Shared'

the world's own beloved immortal

the fairest true to life princess

of all truth, goodness and warmth

Our Diana......................

(written March 7, 2002 840pm)