She lay there Her, with the ebony hair And skin so fair. She was surrounded by the Seven, Caught between heaven And the other place, when, A sound was heard just then. 'Twas the Charming Prince, Come to free her from Step Mother's sins! But wait, something was amiss. She slept on, even after his kiss, (Which had weakened countless knees), And this nagged at his peace. "Maybe Snow White is..." The thought set him ill at ease. So his fear to dispel, He sent for Rapunzel. But alas! His fear she did not quell For Rapunzel did break Snow White's spell!
Reason for writing:
I just asked myself the all powerful question: What if...? :-)
Birth sign: Leo
You need to log in to edit this poem if it is yours.
View more poems by Mildred Achoch.