My Cinderella nights

Loving Miss Cinderella

She is my Cinderella Gal

The one that showed up at the ball

So unexpectedly 

In a ball gown glass slippers

and a diamond hair piece

But she left abruptly at 12 midnight

without warning she was gone

not a trace in this place

She left like in a race

The only thing she left 

was a glass slipper in her space

It must of been a perfect fit

to have slip off so quick

I must find this lady this Miss

That left this little glass slipper 

for me to Peek and seek

and find the mystery

to whom this slipper belonged too

She has filled my heart with joy

I must not rest till this mystery is solved

But where do I start 

to find Cinderella

She is now a peasant gal

Living out of a castles attic

Singing her dream like songs

Of how things used to be

When her mother was alive

And her father was a very happy man

No talk of step sisters

and a brutal step mother

Just a loving father

watching Cinderella grow

What the story this sweet Cinderella

For the love of a prince was near

Then Cinderella will be put where she belongs

Safe in the arms of Love

Reviews

[AprilRN1210]

this is a well-rounded, sweet story of love and even has hints of sadness in there.. well done..