REMEMBERING DIANA

One Year Later
August, 31, 1998
 

 
Princess Diana
"Nothing gives me more pleasure than being able to love and help those in our society who are vulnerable. If I can contribute a little something, then I am more than content" 
- Princess Diana 1961-1997

Simple words, which applied to daily in our routines could help benefit so many others.

Why Does Beauty Die?


 by Brian Brill 

  Why does beauty die?
  In trying just to fly
  A tear wells in my eye
  Why does beauty die?

  I'm sad beyond repair
  I'm full of lost despair
  Why does it hurt to care
  I wonder was God there

  Is a lesson to be learned?
  Legislation to be churned?
  All smiles now downturned
  From a dream all crashed and burned

  We long to touch the sky
  We share a need to fly
  A tear falls from my eye
  Why does beauty die?


 
 

 Diana remains in our hearts, 
a  Compassionate Angel. 

                 As we approach the anniversary of 
                 the death of Diana, Princess of Wales, 
                 I am reminded of the grief
                 felt by the world on that fateful day. 

        We remember Princess Diana: 
 

              As an innocent child


                 As a radiant Bride


                As a Royal Princess 


             As an adoring mother 


   As a Princess always loyal to her Queen


                        As an icon


As the epitome of grace and elegance


As a Humanitarian


        As a remarkably talented Lady 


              As the world mourns


                    As her family grieves


               As a Princess at rest 


        As England's Eternal Rose
 
 


 
 
 
 


 Webrings
 


 
 
 

 
 
 
 
 

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