Beauty and the Beast: Chapter 2

And on...

So Belle traveled through the cold

Thinking of the way things were

Wanting to keep her family safe

Though her sisters didn’t care about her

Arrived at the Beast’s castle

The interior empty and dark

And then, through the inky gloom

Lit a single spark

The light was a candelabra

And she found that it could walk

And as it bid her a warm welcome

Seems that it could also talk

She found that there was more

A teapot and a clock

Strangeness, and how they were kind

Brought her out of shock

However, every night she’s there

She had dreams that were stranger

It was of a handsome prince

And she believed he was in danger

In the few months that followed

The Beast tried hard to be kind

But no matter what he could’ve said

She couldn't put the prince from her mind

Now, if you remember

Beauty loved great adventure

She believed the prince was held captive

And though the castle she would venture

And I suppose this is inevitable

But there was a time one day

Where she came upon a magical rose

That seemed to be fading away

The Beast, seeing where she was

Told her to never go there

For the rose is his secret and curse

Of which Belle was unaware

But life in the castle grew better

As the Beast showed Belle his books

A whole library, tall and grand

And Belle was free to look

But you must remember that her father

Cared about Belle very much

Belle was contented and happy

But her father didn’t know such

The inventor always thought that Belle

Was being held in captivity

He pled with Gaston to go save her

And he replied with insensitivity

But then Gaston, being cruel

Stated one demand

That should he go and save Belle

Her father would give him her hand

But her father, wanting her safety

Agreed, though was wary

And so Gaston began to devise his plan

With Belle at the end to marry