a fairy tale ending.
is it so wrong to hope
for a fairy tale ending?
as i look back at the
bread crumbs that held such
promise – they seemed like
a good idea at the time –
it's easy to see exactly
where i went wrong.
the wolf-riddled woods
hardly seem as frightening
now that i'm out of the thick.
except, i realize, too, that
grandma's house is no longer
an over-the-hills away.
by now, prince charming –
it's probably more appropriate
to say princess charming –
has recycled the glass slipper,
knowing it's unsafe to dance with
footwear that can shatter.
midnight has been struck;
the illusion is broken, and
i'm just a stupid pumpkin
who keeps wondering:
is it so wrong to hope
for a fairy tale ending?
by the way, i have been vastly enjoying this experiment/genius. just thought you both should know. :o)
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