Princes and palaces are all around her
Disguised as clouds hovering in the blue sky,
She’s waiting for a magic beanstalk to climb
Or a set of wings that will permit her fly,
She’s dreaming of something more
She’s imagining being free
She’s waiting for her happy ending
She’s wishing to be complete
Long golden hair cascades from her window
But no one has ever made the climb,
She’s longing for a fairy godmother
That will come to her rescue one more time,
She’s dreaming of something more
She’s imagining being free
She’s waiting for her happy ending
She’s wishing to be complete
A lost glass slipper lies forgotten on the step
Pointing the way to a pretend princess,
She’s asking the mirror that time old question
But is blind to its answer by her distress,
She’s dreaming…
She’s imagining…
She’s waiting…
She’s wishing…
Author notes
This needs a lot of work still. Especially the end. I guess the last stanza sounds kinda awkward and doesn't really fit in with the first two. I keep trying to work on it but nothing's coming... any suggestions?
Please tell me what you think
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Remarkable poem you have here. I love how you intwined stuff from child stories. It was very nice to read, relaxing to be more specific. Well, after reading the author notes of this poem, i reread the last stanza. The first time i read it, the last stanza didn't seem too awkward, but it could use some changing. I will let you know if i come up with anything!
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