When she was born, they said:
“That princess is a gift, wrap her with care;
Shield her, love her.”
They whispered a prayer.
“Don’t leave her alone,
Keep her sound,
Lest she cries,
When none around.”
Drapes were drawn,
The sun might hurt.
Carpets unfolded,
Lest crawling knees caught dirt.
An all-rounder she be,
They taught her to swim,
To dance, to sing,
They taught her to win.
The loveliest of dresses,
The prettiest of shoes,
All she desired, they got,
To chase away her woes.
A fragile heart raised by tender love,
A protected soul she was of all above.
One day it shattered, her glass world,
They were gone, her life swirled.
That love, that touch,
She so longed;
But she knew in that bereft world,
She could never belong.
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