The Maiden, The Prince and the Child
Once upon a time in a land far off and away
there was born a little girl in a most unusual way
to a maiden who was young and a prince who
heart was failing as he lay upon a hospital bed –
a tiny girl child arrived without customary portents…
instead –
On the eve of the young prince’s wizardly cardiac operation
with loved ones waiting in scrunched faced anxious anticipation
the young maiden paced, felt stirring, a rushing urgency in her gut
and with fast patters down a hallway she
spied a chair next to her princely lover but -
could not sit - it seemed there was something there, there,
far larger than any pea – twas the referenced little girl slipping …
into the world – dusted with mystery, magic and curls –
unexpected – manifested from wherever –
me
This is a story a parent could tell and a child could delight in--a true fairy tale!
ReplyDeleteThank you Susan ... what a lovely comment!
DeleteWow, this is a birth of fables. Imahine slipping into the world so easily.......a wonderful tale!
ReplyDeleteAwww Sherry - thank you delighted you enjoyed :)
DeleteStories should begin like this one!! " dusted with mystery, magic and curls !!!
ReplyDeleteI imagined the little girl as a special angel, a patron of healing, for the young prince, which made me hope all would be well for this lovely trio!
ReplyDeleteA magical entrance into the world in an un-fairy tale setting, but with happy-ever-after written all over! A lovely read that I thoroughly enjoyed.
ReplyDeleteWhat an arrival! Very much princess like. Beauty of a poem, Pearl.
ReplyDeleteWelcome to the going world, Little Ms. Stardust!
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