Prince Charming and His Sleeping Beauty
Prince Charming approached with steady lope.
(While seated on his horse, I hope.)
Towards beauty sound asleep for years.
(Much younger than the Prince, I fear.)
He planned to rouse her from her dreams.
(With a special kiss, it seems.)
Lip to lip he'd wake the girl.
(From peaceful slumber to social whirl.)
And then they'd live in joy for life.
(Him as Prince, and she as wife.)
What if, when kissed, she still dozes?
(Royal lives aren't always beds of roses.)
Would the Prince's world then crumble?
(I wonder if he could be that humble.)
Well, she's awake, her fate's decided.
(The kingdoms now somewhat divided.)
But still, she is the Prince's chosen.
(Poor girl, her smile seems fixed and frozen.)
We wish her well, long may she reign.
(I hope she finds some peace again.)
Off they lope, together of course.
(She on her tiger, he on his horse.)
Copyright 2018 Donovan Baldwin
Written Apr 11, 1983
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