I little weird, but I was told it was good so I posted it.
“Little, happy child”
That's that I used to hear
“With smiles, and sparkling eyes”
Where has the time gone?
Why is it so cold?
I’m not gone yet.
“Her hands are soft as silk”
That’s what they used to say
“Her lips are like cherries”
Do they still remember?
Why don’t I feel anything
I’m not gone yet
“She’s drifting away” “Where is she going?”
They don’t try to follow
“She seems so still, I wonder why”
I can barely hear them call my name
Are they still out there?
I’m not gone yet
“Her hands are like cold bark”
Where did I go?
“Her lips are like ice”
I’m drifting off
Is anyone coming for me?
I’m not gone yet
“Princess? Can you hear me?”
Am I still breathing?
“I’m here”
Is this the kiss of life or death?
Am I waking up?
I must be because I’m not gone yet
Hehe This is cool!! My friends are taking to writing princess poems. I find it slightly amusing.
ReplyDeleteIn all seriousness though, the imaginary in this one is awesome :) It definitely adds a depth to the story of sleeping beauty. Great job! Keep it up :)