by Nadia ElMeragawi
A young child. An imagination that ran wild.
She worried and scared.
She was never prepared.
Life came along and took her under its wing.
She was as happy as a lonely king.
She waited for good to come.
She waited a while.
What else could she have done.
This is a wonderful poem. Although having read it a number of times, I cannot help but think of the late Princess Diana!
ReplyDeleteFatima Chowdhury