she doesn’t know what happened to the life she planned and hoped for
but somewhere on the route she lost her way
somewhere, over time, years voided girlhood and her reasons
while she watched and waited for those better days
those halcyon of yore that she was promised
by the fairy tales she’d heard and read, imbibed
where the prince is true and saves deserving maiden
and the perfect ending meets the perfect bride
instead she is the tarnished, disillusioned
more imprisoned now than then and saviours few
passed her way or loitered with intention
she was trapped inside and still the briars grew
confined inside a castle of contention
sojourner in a land that sees unveiled
every yarn that once began with once upon
nullifying happy ever after tales
a cinderella always, now grandmother
no fairy guardian to relieve the mess
pumpkins flourished, rats were rats and lizards reclined
there was no transformation, no new dress
surrogate to another willing victim
still the stories spun like threaded silk to bind
while she wondered what had happened, where salvation
where relief for careworn, worried mind
she fretted now and quite forgot to hope for
a future since her past had cast its spell
as she meditated where had all that time gone
then promises no more fables will she tell
she’ll let the child run ragged, even barefoot
oblivious to vows and promises that fail
she’s the mother of the son of errant daughter
and the child, though wild, is carefree, this tale tells
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