by Teresa Weimer

Created on: October 01, 2009

In the eyes of a child full of dreams so bright

An imaginary prince appears every night

A little girls face like a doll's draped in curls

She dances with him in her make believe world

She dreams of a knight so mighty and bold

A vision she sees that strongly takes hold

A passion for him very early is formed

The idea of him makes her glowing heart warm

As she continues to grow she secretly yearns

But he doesn't exist in the real world she learns

Her prince is a vision real men can't compare

To the mythical man lost in dreams somewhere

The intensity of love and union they shared

She cannot explain as she wouldn't dare

In truth her prince was only a dream

So much better than real men it seemed

In a little girl's mind her prince was true

But he faded away each year as she grew

Each new year his image withered away

A distancing vision in the new light of day

Lo at night when her eyes would close

Together they were as the pale moon rose

No man she met compared to her prince

She never gave up always dropping small hints

The little girl aged into a sad older woman

Alone without her prince ever showing

She rocks in her chair with a face full of wrinkles

Gone are the days when her eyes once twinkled

She searched for Prince Charming all of her life

Why didn't he come and make her is wife?

She kissed many frogs believing in magic

But losing the dream was so much more tragic

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