Friday, June 13, 2008

~ Holding The Shoe ~


I never asked for this to happen,
oh I'm the fairest of them all,
Forbidden fruit you climbed,
With weak knees you took the fall;
In time this wound will heal,
A scar will take it's place,
You'll hold that slipper empty,
It's shimmer holds my face.
It belongs not to a princess,
For a princess I can not be,
Yet yours I am eternal,
I'll follow the yellow brick road to you,
The slipper will not break,
But will it ever fit,
It's glass is laced with hope,
It's shine may fade a bit,
It stands the test of time...
It fits no one but me,
But no one holds the shoe but you...
Fairy tales have happy endings,
What happens when they are true?