"Cinderella"A Poem by Night From back in the day when Imaginations child came out to play.
There was magic that night as she entered their world. Cinderella, Cinderella... be careful my girl. There were so many people... and very strange things. Music and dancing... and fairies with wings. Soon midnight was struck... so to the mirror she'd run. She never found Alice... her time had come. Cinderella, Cinderella... quickly my child. Tonight is all gone... but there's always tomorrow. Thank you and God bless...Night.2011 © 2013 Night |
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Added on December 24, 2012 Last Updated on February 11, 2013 Author
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