Her Royal Highness, <br /> flag unfurled, <br /> she shares her shyness <br /> with the world. <br /> <br />The light incessant, <br /> the wealthy lover, <br /> the clothes, the jewels, the fling. <br />The female pheasant <br /> flies out from cover <br /> and flaps her 'broken' wing. <br /> <br />Her Royal Highness, <br /> flag unfurled, <br /> she shares her shyness <br /> with the world. <br /> <br />A hunting trophy, <br /> high on a shelf, <br /> her plumage glows with colour. <br />She might possibly <br /> have been saved herself, <br /> if she had been a little duller. <br /> <br />Her Royal Highness, <br /> flag unfurled, <br /> she shares her shyness <br /> with the world.<br /><br />Nancy Ames<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/to-princess-diana/
