Far Reaching Fairytale

Day eight: write a what they never tell you poem. Here goes my attempt.

Staying within my realms of make believe, I wanted a love to call my own. One to slay dragons for me, and covet my slippered feet. Greet my morning with a kiss upon my cheek, protecting my sweet dreams at night while I sleep.

But, long gone are my childhood whims and what the mirror on the wall didn’t tell me, didn’t let me know. That the truth of fairy tales are far reaching and there’s no fairy godmother with wishes to bestow.

By Pamelap


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