Princess 

Soft features, a gentle smile
left upon the faded red lips
she lies there in the bliss of sleep
her golden hair smoothed around her shoulders
all her beauty still shines through
the mask that death has made.
why is the pale horse so cruel
to take one before she has had
the chance to really live
the life that should have been hers?
She will never know the many
wonderful experiences that life can hold
destined to die before life had
even begun to teach and show her
the joys of pleasure and pain.
Oh what a waste, why was she born?
why did she have to die so soon?
A princess she was, now but a sleeping beauty
who has trod her small circle of life
in the innocence and bliss that youth enjoys
never to know the love of a man
nor the joy of a birth of her own
the pleasures and torments of age
were not for this princess
so sleep on sweet one
until the time of death is done.

sig rex
(c) 1999