THE PAIN
As time goes by relentlessly,
The pain is still severe.
When we recall that fateful day,
Each anniversary year.
A speeding car, a blinding crash,
A cruel twist of fate.
That robbed us of our Princess Di
And Dodi her loving mate.
Now like summer without sunshine
Or cold winter without snow.
Like autumn without falling leaves,
We miss our Diana and her beau.
Two young people so in love,
That no one can deny.
And when the sad news broke that day,
It made our nation cry.
We cried a reservoir of tears,
We bared our souls in pain.
Knowing we would never see
Those two loved ones ever again.
For they have found eternal rest
And our memories of them we hold dear.
But for those of us they left behind
The pain is still severe.
By
Alfred Weston
© Copyright Reserved 2003
As time goes by relentlessly,
The pain is still severe.
When we recall that fateful day,
Each anniversary year.
A speeding car, a blinding crash,
A cruel twist of fate.
That robbed us of our Princess Di
And Dodi her loving mate.
Now like summer without sunshine
Or cold winter without snow.
Like autumn without falling leaves,
We miss our Diana and her beau.
Two young people so in love,
That no one can deny.
And when the sad news broke that day,
It made our nation cry.
We cried a reservoir of tears,
We bared our souls in pain.
Knowing we would never see
Those two loved ones ever again.
For they have found eternal rest
And our memories of them we hold dear.
But for those of us they left behind
The pain is still severe.
By
Alfred Weston
© Copyright Reserved 2003
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