Once upon a time

And the story goes thus

Once upon a time

She was daddy’s bundle of joy

Little and Pretty, a sight to behold

Once upon a time, she played and prayed

And had no burden to carry

Once upon a time

She crawled and walked and talked

And enjoyed the ever melodious lullabiesonce upon a time

Once upon a time

All she ever wished for was have more toys and story books

Once upon a time

She dreamed of angels and a perfect world and a bedroom so pink

She cried when she didn’t get presents

Once upon a time

She didn’t have to make tough choices

Now upon this time

She’s young and very attractive; Independent and Brilliant

She’s left to make choices

She has to learn to not just dream, but plan to make it real

She has to learn the harsh realities of life

She understands now that “Once upon a time” is only a passing phase

And only now does she value the meaning of life.


March 7, 2013 - Posted by | FICTION

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