She Wakes...
She wakes in the morning,
After a restless night;
Looks in the mirror.
The reflection's not right.
She not the princess
She was in her dreams
And the handsome knight's gone,
She had met by the stream.
She's too tired to face the day
Takes some quick energy
To help her on her way.
She tries to keep busy
Wants nothing on her mind.
Especially, that man who
Has gone and left behind
The princess of the night.
But, thought of him keep pounding
Like fists upon a door
Knocking on her weary mind
And she can't take much more.
So, she grabs the container
Containing false ease and relaxation.
Anything to calm and soothe her.
From pain, a short vacation.
So sure love will not find her.
Feels so lost and alone.
So much loving and losing.
Hopes and dreams thrown
Into bottomless wishing wells.
Prayers, pleas ne'er answered.
Her life, a living hell.
Please, never ever stop
Looking for that prince.
Dreams do come true
And they have eversince
The sun has been above.
It's never been easy
To find a real, true love.
~~© 1998 Kristy Henderson~~
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