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***DISCLAIMER***

This may not be every little girl's dream, but I know that my little girl constantly dreams (both waking and sleeping) that she is a princess waiting to be swept off her feet by a handsome prince and to live happily ever after... so there :P:D

This is for her...

As a father, I hope and pray that her dream may come true.

***End Disclaimer***

 

A young girl's dream

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A dream held dear to little girls

in dress of satin, ribbon twirls

Her hair held high upon her head

with shoes of glass in which to tread

 

and dance the night from dusk till dawn

so deep in love, her suitor fall'n

His head turned first this way then that

until he grins like Cheshire cat

 

His heart to her from first quick glance

in honest suit he leads the dance

Careful not to seem precocious

false step now would be atrocious

 

His manner proper, handsome face

A gentleman of wealth and place

His love so true could not deny

Unto her words he would reply

 

with truth in all he said and did

Her heart responded, 'Don't forbid'

till suddenly with bolder chime

the bells remind her of the time

 

She turns and flees down cold stone steps

and in her rush a foot missteps

A shoe falls crystal to the ground

he stops. Of her, it's all he's found

 

Away into the night so dark

her carriage rocks, she must embark

upon this journey lest she's lost

but halfway home, the boundary crossed

 

A search decreed from house to home

his love declared for her alone

that fits the shoe of crystal pure

her hand in marriage he'd secure

 

And so to task he set the Duke

Cold-hearted ones they did rebuke

for fuss and flop with all their might

it would not fit, it was too tight

 

The blackest coal dust 'pon her dress

was mixed with tears of deep distress

as softly wept the maid laid low

until the voice was heard below

 

The Duke spake forth demanding all

should try the shoe and none should stall

'May I try, please', her voice so soft

slowly descended from the loft

 

'Of course, dear child', the Duke replied

as gentle maiden he espied

And so the shoe was held at once

for tiny foot's convenience

 

Of course we know the shoe did fit

and to her prince her heart commit

For that is how it came to pass

that Cinder's dream came true at last.

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