Broken Curse

A Poem by Yasmin

Once upon time behind trees and reveres
With the days rhyme and the touch of devils
Stood a house on the top of a hill
Where lived a man who was raised so well
With his open mind and pure soul
His parents where proud that he stood tall
But inside there was something missing
He was cursed of living without a heart
He had a dream
A goal to achieve
To break the spell and know how does it feel
Because it'll add flavor to his life he believed
Years passed day upon day
He got married and had a baby on the way
When his parents died
He didn't drop a tear
Pain inside he tried to heal
He was still under the spell
He tried to break it over and over
He needed a key a hint
Breaking the curse was something he have always wanted
Trying to move on he had children
Like roses in a garden
One by one his love to them grew
Trying so hard to make them live a happy life
He forgot his pain he forgot the knife
To him they grew really fast
It was elder son’s graduation day
He was shocked how time flew
It felt like a dream that came true
And when his elder son walked the stage
He was speechless
He was proud
He was a father who once cried
To see his child growing up
From a cute baby to a gentleman
It felt like yesterday when he first changed his dipper
It felt like yesterday when he took his first steps
It felt like yesterday when he took him to school
It felt like yesterday when he surprised him with a new bike
Now he grew up
To make him proud

After all these years his cures faded
And the reversing potion was
Children the flavor of life